Hello! My name is Alex. 21. Female. Desperately trying to get out of Massachusetts. Writer. Tattooed. Pierced. Fan of all body modifications. Bipolar. Bisexual. Judgment free. And I'm not taking anything back. I'd love to get to know you, so follow me and maybe we can become friends!

I post Doctor Who, Harry Potter, octopus anything, piercings, tattoos, bipolar awareness, bisexuality, anything LGBTQA, unnatural hair colors, girls, self acceptance, love, Massachusetts, Boston, conversations with my boyfriend (Geoff), my puppy (Chihuahua-dachshund mix), Kat Dennings, Jeff Bridges, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Boston, Always Sunny in Philadelphia, etc.

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Grieving is a part of acceptance. Acceptance is a part of recovery. Recovery is a part of strength. You need strength in every aspect of your life if you have a mental illness. If you’re like me, you need strength just to get out of bed in the morning, and strength to be able to go to sleep at night. People who are living and coping with their mental illness(es) are some of the strongest individuals I’ve ever met. They’ve been through hell and back, and some of them are still fighting. Not only are they fighting a constant battle, they are fighting it within themselves. Their greatest enemies exist in the walls of their minds. Can you imagine that? Can you imagine battling your own mind, your own emotions, every single day of your life? That takes the most strength out of anything, to be able to look depression, anxiety, and suicide right in the face every day and choose to say “No” and live. Those people are true heroes, and I want each and every one of you out there struggling to know that you are strong, that you are important, and this fighting, this hurt and pain and sadness, it’s all worth it. You’re worth it.

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