mental health

Don't answer that

May 23, 2019


‘“You feel like you’re going to fall because you’re broken into a hundred different floating pieces,” she told me. “You’re all over the place. You’ve got no rooting. You don’t know how to be with yourself.” The back wall of my eyeballs finally gave way and tears poured out from the deepest well in the pit of my stomach. 
“I feel like nothing is holding me together anymore,” I told her.
“Of course you do,” she said with a new softness. “You’ve got no sense of self.”’
- Dolly Alderton, Everything I Know About Love