Depression does not always mean
Beautiful girls shattering at the wrists
A glorified, heroic battle for your sanity
Or mothers that never got the chance to say good-bye

Sometimes depression means
Not getting out of bed for three days
Because your feet refuse to believe
That they will not shatter upon impact with the floor

Sometimes depression means
That summoning the willpower
To go downstairs and do the laundry
Is the most impressive thing you accomplish that week

Sometimes depression means
Lying on the floor staring at the ceiling for hours
Because you cannot convince your body
That it is capable of movement

Sometimes depression means
Not being able to write for weeks
Because the only words you have to offer the world
Are trapped and drowning and I swear to God I’m trying

Sometimes depression means
That every single bone in your body aches
But you have to keep going through the motions
Because you are not allowed to call in to work depressed

Sometimes depression means
Ignoring every phone call for an entire month
Because yes, they have the right number
But you’re not the person they’re looking for, not anymore

by “Alexandra” Tilton, NH (Teen Ink: November 2013 Issue)

In a relationship, you need somebody who’s going to call you out, not somebody who’s going to let everything slide. You need somebody who doesn’t want to live without you, but can. Not somebody that is dependent, but somebody who is stronger with you. A relationship is two people, not one.

Make a mess and call it art.
Do something once a day that makes you sweat.
Never answer the telephone. Send texts with striking irregularity.
Follow when someone says, “Come with me, I have things to show you.”
Invite friends to dinner but only serve cocktails.
Take chances, then let them change your life.
Plan illicit adventures.
Always leave a room better than you found it.
Midnight club dancing. Do it on a Wednesday.
Learn to look good when you wink.
Make a new friend- much older or younger- and invite yourself over to listen to their music.
Eat an awful lot of fruit.
Sleep at times you’d normally be awake.
Have a secret life mapped out so you’ll always feel you have somewhere else to go.
Order wine with your lunch.
Take a holiday but don’t tell anyone where you are going.
Talk less, kiss more. Obviously.
Do not open your laptop until January 5.
Write thank you’s to the people who have made a difference to your year.
Read a book start to finish all in one day.
Find new erogenous zones.
Wear the same salty t-shirt all summer long.
Take a risk on what may hurt you.
Laugh uncontrollably at the things you find really funny.
Send a festive card to someone you’d like to know.
When it rains, look for rainbows.
Consider that you will not look back on the mornings you woke up fresh and clean.
Break hearts daily but not on purpose.
Learn from the stories of old people.
Know that everything will work out, just maybe not today.
Send a stranger a drink from across the bar.
Don’t grow up, it’s a trap.
Be an adventurer.

An edit of Jess Blanch’s editor’s letter for Russh Magazine #61: The Pleasure Issue (December/January 2015). (via soph-evans)