Even if no one appreciates you, it's important that you don't stop being good.
People will always disappoint and let you down.

Hold morals and values highly and always try to do what is right above all else. Honest, trustworthy and loyal. I put the wellness of others ahead of myself.

Constantly anxious and depressed due to people over the years. Have zero self value, but I always appreciate the best in others. Though most people are bad and don't care at all, you have to try find the good ones. The few that exist. Good habits advocate, healthy eating and fitness.

I'm not a friend collector. I appreciate people and their time. I try to be around for and to always chat or game. Sorry if I isolate or go quiet, usually means I'm just in a bad place. I would still like to chat, I wont ignore you.

Whoever you may be browsing here, I hope that you are well and happy.

I'm sorry for crying [open.spotify.com]
Tell me a story

What cuts deep yet draws no blood
Leaves a scar for none to see
A pain that lingers for eternity
Drowned in echoes from a past best forgotten

"Good people do not need law to tell them to act responsibly, while bad people will find a way around the laws."

"Depression is feeling like you've lost something but having no clue when or where you last had it. Then one day you realise what you lost is yourself."

"When you look at someone through rose-coloured glasses, all the red flags just look like flags."

"It's a terrible thing to go through life thinking that you have a rock on your side when you haven't."

"Everyone I ever cared about left me worse off. Depression remains my only companion "

"People are self interested and very few could care enough about others to show any real emotion. Be careful who you care about. In this world most will abuse kindness"

"Thinking that one day someone might like and care about you for who you are, fills you with determination"

"We can't go back and change the beginning of a story, but we can still change the ending"

"No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.”

“It’s painful, loving someone from afar. Watching them – from the outside. The once familiar elements of their life reduced to nothing more than occasional mentions in conversations and faces changing in photographs….. They exist to you now as nothing more than living proof that something can still hurt you … with no contact at all.”