My need for constant reassurance from literally everyone in my life is what causes my need to disassociate. Remind me why you’re here, why you take the time to speak with me and are apart of my life, tell me you love me. I always get in a funk because my anxiety loves to tell me I don’t belong and that I’m a burden. Whew.
Bring peace to my heart. Be my refuge from constant sorrow. Here is my solitude to which I flee; from a painful world where injustice is rampant. - Mutran
Oh, Vincent Willem van Gogh.
He was happy when he was drawing, but he doubted his abilities.
