mental health growth is: no longer maladaptive daydreaming about my friends crossing state lines and oceans to visit me in the hospital after i do something criminally stupid :) bc its the only way i can fully believe they care about me, now its maladaptive daydreaming about seeing my friends again in a sunny, warm park or across a bustling convention floor where i can tackle hug them for a solid few minutes and kiss their faces and introduce them all to each other bc i can for the first time ever fully believe theyd be happy to see me again
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