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❤️ I Hope You Know That ❤️ (Patreon)

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2021-10-29 16:37:55
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"Mental illness doesn't care what your circumstances are, what you look like, who you have in your life. I am beyond grateful for all my opportunities, securities and people. Just know you're not an ungrateful piece of shit because you struggle with your mental health."

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Shadowy Fox

I definitely needed this.

Anonymous

❤️❤️❤️

June

Thank you 💕 you too

Coby-O

I used to think I was ungrateful during my darkest time mentally. I felt that I tried to make it all about me which would make me more mad at myself because I thought I was being ungrateful and selfish. All of that were lies and full of bullshit. Mental illness is complicated but does not automatically make you that way at all.

Hadouken99w

These posts certainly add more than just a "pinch" of positivity to my day. Thank you so much for posting as always. <3

Nosscheech

I wish my family felt that way.

Hippopotamus Oath

I genuinely don't know what I like more. Your power of perversion, or your power of positivity. Both are honestly just such a joy to partake in. Thank you so much for sharing both sides and all sides with us.

Acureas

I felt that way when I was struggling. Because I wasn’t feeling well, and was sad. It in turn made my family and those who cared about me sad as well. I felt horrible, because I loved them. I didn’t want them to feel sad and sorry for me. So I would pretend I was fine so they wouldn’t see me that way. Then when I was alone I would cry and feel horrible by myself.

Flurio

Had a first interview with a therapist yesterday... Wasn't fun, since I basically had to, at least superficially, pull out everything I carefully buried deep down over the last like 10 years. Still feel like shit because of it, but I do have the first 'regular' appointment for therapy next week, and I'm equally scared, hopeful and proud of myself. Weird mix of feelings, but eh. Gotta start somewhere