likelava:

And I’m terrified of talking about it, terrified of making it sound like I know what’s going to come out of this when I don’t. when all I can do is hope and make silent bets with myself and talk openly to god at night sometimes when I need my concern to be known. I take the days as they come and ask nothing of them in return but to be patient with me. And sometimes I stumble into people who say things that hit home with me, things about learning how to miss something appropriately. I spend most of my time tip toeing around it, but every now and then it feels good to tell someone “I feel the same as you. I know what it’s like to try and hold heavier things in your fist and shake them still”

(Source: ashliwood)