It’s what I’ve learned walking back to my dorm with my friends on dark streets, or laying in bed unhappy about guys that never showed interest, that I’ll remember much longer than what I’ve learned in classes.
We overthink it all. The texts, the glances, the time we spend with someone is all carefully calculated using some algorithm that figures out just the right amount of interest to show.
It’s time for us to stop hating everything, or pretending like we hate everything, including ourselves.
Taking anti-depressants is not giving up, it is a privilege.