Nobody tells you how much mental illness fucks with your perception of time. How you can’t place memories right. How you can’t distinguish if something happened a month ago or a year ago. How you lose entire chunks. Weeks, months of memories just get brushed away somewhere. What you do remember just ebbs and flows together. You’re never really in the moment so you can’t ever really hang onto it.
“If you need gentle, I’ll wrap you in tenderness, cover you with calm.”— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
@tylerknott always comin in with the rescue 💓
(Source: chasersofthelight.com)
