may
you deserve to be trembling from happiness and to wake up each day with that permanent feeling of bliss and love. look how you're glowing and try to remember it, cause the year ahead is about to take a toll on you. fasten the seat belt, honey.
june
you don’t have to become anything else as you are already fucking awesome.
july
breathe in and out, stay soft in the process. there is no rush when it comes to the best month of the year so go to the countryside and lose it. you’re gonna be found soon.
august
people see you. even when you don’t want to know yourself and wish to disappear for good in that gloomy night – they're looking for you. and they love you.
september
all is change, and yes, the pain will return. but then it’ll pass.
october
yes, the pain will pass. no, you are not going to die that easily.
november
you can’t unlearn to be suicidal once you learned it – that’s true. but people care for you when you can't manage being on your own so that's good to cry when your closest friends are still gonna be there and grab a breakfast for you or whatever.
december
the scariest thing is when someone you love the most wants to live the least. anything else is manageable.
january
you can’t save anyone and you can’t ask anyone to save you. you can’t even secretly hope for them. you can’t ask them to spend their life with you when they want so badly to get out.
the good news is – anything else you CAN do. and you’re already doing so damn well.
february
people are gonna go on making mistakes and creating more and more problems. but you don’t have to be a solver and to let them kill you. cause otherwise they will, and that’s no joke.
march
no effort is unseen. feed yourself on admiration and unconditional love of others if that’s the only thing you can eat right now.
april
that's not your fault. that's their loss if they don't see you and don't want you.
if it becomes threatening your life or health, if you have no image of the future and want none, if your identity is scattered to pieces – it’s okay to get out and not be that good friend for once. it’s okay to take care of yourself. it’s okay to rest and to fuck up your _responsibilities_. it’s okay to be your own favorite person.
