keep you like an oath;
fatima, 15, infj, on a semi-hiatus bc of school. "stars, hide your fires. let not light see my deep desires."
I kind of just embraced the things about me that were a little odd. The thing about having bipolar disorder, for me, is that I’m really empathetic. I feel everything around me so much. I feel when I walk past a homeless person, and I feel when my friend breaks up with someone, or I feel when my mom and my dad get into a fight and my mom’s fuckin’ crying over dishes in the sink. I used to say to her all the time, like, ‘I hate this. I want to be naïve. I want to be worried about my prom dress. I want to be worried about getting my math homework done. I want to be like everyone else my age,’ and she would say, ‘Would you rather be blissfully ignorant or would you rather be pained and aware?’ That was one of the things that’s kind of followed with me through my whole life. She’s encouraging of what I’m doing because she knows that even if sometimes I might be in pain, I’m aware.
Halsey for Nylon Magazine: “I needed a thick skin to keep up with everyone. I didn’t even know how to open a beer, and I had to be able to tell someone ‘No, thanks, I don’t shoot up.’ I needed to know how to get around on the subway and how to get into a bar underage”
ask away
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