I’m gonna start therapy soon.
It’s not only that I feel devastated ‘cause my boy left me anymore. I do feel devastated. Everything seems dark and heavy and pointless without him, I must already have cried a million rivers. I would even accept being back with him even if I know he doesn’t really love me like I love him.
And why is that? Because I don’t love myself. I have never loved myself. I miss how being with him made me feel, how I liked that version of me. But that version of me should be there always, all the time. I shouldn’t need anybody to feel… worthy.
I also have a great feeling of emptiness inside. And rage. And so much pain…
This is not about just “getting over a break up” anymore. This is getting personal. And I need help. So I made the decision. It’s going to be very expensive, ‘cause therapy is, here where I live. I’m not even sure I can pay it yet. And it’s gonna be hard and painful to face that dark side of me.
But it’s what I have to do.
This one is dedicated to cumberlicious for being such a wonderful Tumblr-friend :D I’m sorry my dear, I told you I wasn’t born to make sequels x)
The Dad!Sherlock/Daddy!John/Baby!Lestrade saga apparently started HERE.
I love you Livia!
You’re older then us!
YOU’RE OLDER THAN US!
OMG!! x’DDD KILLED ME!!
The saddest word
in the whole wide world
is the word almost.
He was almost in love.
She was almost good for him.
He almost stopped her.
She almost waited.
He almost lived.
They almost made it.
when it’s fucking 2 a.m and you’re not even halfway through with your essay that was due last week.
when your mom is yelling at you because your grades are shit
when your dad comes home late smelling like booze
when your dog just died and youre the only one who took care of him
when your brothers girlfriend is cheating on him and if you tell him he’ll hate you
when you lost your best friend to someone you hate
when you think— no you wish that today was your last day,
just fucking love yourself because when every body is too busy trying to fuck up your life you’re the only person that can save you,
your life isnt some fucking john green novel, no one can save you but yourself.
- porn preference: john and mary's divorce
One day we’ll be standing around a body
&Sherlock Holmes will be the one who put it there.
"Good old Watson! You are the one fixed point in a changing age."
-His Last Bow
How long does it take to fix a broken heart?
Seriously, I need to know!
When does this paing gonna end? How long will I have to feel like this?
And why even if I know it’s better like this. Even if I know that I deserve someone who thinks I’m wonderful 100% of the time…
Why would I still take anything from him? One hour? One day? love out of compassion?
That’s so wrong! And I know it’s wrong… but still can’t help feeling like this and I hate it! How can I think so little of myself?
Mycroft Holmes: mirrors &