dw meme: five platonic friendships - amy pond and melody pond/river song
I wish I could tell you that you’ll be loved. That you’ll be safe and cared for and protected. But this isn’t the time for lies. What you are going to be, Melody, is very, very brave.
And that’s the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn’t always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn’t even something — it’s nothing. And you can’t combat nothing. You can’t fill it up. You can’t cover it. It’s just there, pulling the meaning out of everything. That being the case, all the hopeful, proactive solutions start to sound completely insane in contrast to the scope of the problem.
It would be like having a bunch of dead fish, but no one around you will acknowledge that the fish are dead. Instead, they offer to help you look for the fish or try to help you figure out why they disappeared.
#you know how sometimes #you’ll be shacked up with someone #and like#fucking on and off all night #and you sleep for awhile but someone wakes up and is ready to go again and wakes the other one up to fuck#and it just goes on and on #until finally one person is like #‘babe i need a shower and food’#and the second party will be like ‘ugh okay i’ll go get us something while you shower’ #and then it’s like another half hour or making out and cuddling and messing around before the one person goes to tke their shower #and the other throws on some jeans and a shirt#and doesn’t even bother with shoes or fixing their hair#because fuck it this will be a quick trip #and the whole time they’re wondering if they can make it back in time to join the other person in the shower #i’m not saying misha was fucking all night long#actually that’s a lie that’s exactly what i’m saying (x)
