When you suffer from depression your brain will tell you that happiness is too fleeting and frivolous of a thing to want… but that is an outright lie. Happiness is important, life bringing and doesn’t have to be fleeting. You deserve happiness.
As I was checking out at a shop, the guy said, “‘Day’. That’s a cool last name. If you get married are you going to change it?”
I looked at him genuinely confused. “Of course not. Do women still do that?”
Then he looked at me weird.
Is it crazy to assume that’s going out of fashion?! Or am I some weird last radical? Haha
Y’know people say shit about social media along the lines of ‘OMG no one cares what anyone had for breakfast’ and like.
I do? I care. I’m pretty sure a lot of people care. I want to hear that the people I care about are having delicious breakfasts or saw something odd at work or flirted with a cute barista. Or just any little thoughts they have that they feel are worth sharing.
I’ve always kind of assumed that’s how you’re supposed to feel about your friends.
I was a food blogger long before Facebook and Instagram existed. I really, really hate how sharing food online has become some sort of “hipster” thing.
But, yeah. I absolutely care what is happening in the lives on my online friends, whether it be big or small.
And maybe I’ve posted “inappropriate” personal things to my Twitter recently, but that’s because the people there are the ones who actually give a shit about what I’ve been going through.
You can be mature and respectful and still have a dirty sense of humour.
You can curse a lot and still be highly intelligent with a massive vocabulary.
You can be quiet and reserved and still be witty and even outgoing in certain circles.You can be intelligent and sharp-minded and still forget what month it is
you can dance if you wanna, you can leave your friends behind
Doris Lessing, The Golden Notebook (via misswallflower)