"It makes me sick, the way sadness is addicting. The way I can't stop. Sadness is familiar. It's comfortable and it's easy. In a sense that it comes naturally to me. But everything else about it is hard. The way my body aches with self-hatred. The way my mind spins and spins with helpless thoughts. The way it poisons everything I do, every relationship I have - yet it's addicting because I know sadness and I know it very well. And there's a sort of comfort in that, like being home after a trip or sleeping in your own bed after being away. There's just sense that this is where I belong. This is how it's suppose to be."
-Marianna Paige
I love this so much
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