"It’s okay to smoke one cigarette; it’s okay to smoke five; it’s okay to smoke none at all. All that matters is that you’re happy.
Instead of killing that tiny bug in your bedroom, watch it live its happy little buggy life for a while, then set it free.
It’s okay to cry over that boy who broke your heart two years ago.
It’s okay to cry over nothing at all.
It’s okay to have scars and stretch marks; remember, they are just reminders of how strong you are.
It’s okay not to shave off the hair on your legs, and it’s okay to shave every part of your body.
It’s okay to have preferences, just don’t turn them into prejudices.
It’s okay to love who you please, it doesn’t matter who they are.
It’s okay to love someone who doesn’t love you.
It’s okay to cry over the boy who reminds you of Roman candles, just know the pain won’t last forever.
And as much as it’s okay to hate yourself, it’s even more to love yourself."
One of the worst things in the world for someone with an Anxiety Disorder:
"It is a diagnosis,
not a definition.
It does not know you,
nor does it own you."
"The hardest thing about depression is that it is addictive. It begins to feel uncomfortable not to be depressed. You feel guilty for feeling happy."