I think dad still doesn't quite get about WHY I am so depressed, but he listened to me and said that if there's anything he can do to help, I just need to say it. At this point, hearing someone say things like this makes me really emotional and grateful. Dad is doing his best and I appreciate it.

I rarely talk about my mental health with my parents since they don't really understand anything about it, dad especially, but during this call I just... spilled everything out and went to surprising lengths about how my depression has gotten worse. And it felt good.

This same teenager and their friends came again today and asked me when do I visit their school again (I visit their school regularly) and it felt so nice ❤️ they also asked me how old I am and when I let them take a guess, they said I "can't be older than 26" since I "look so fresh". Awfully sweet ❤️

i've got like 5 followers on tumblr but whenever people reblog my art with these kinda tags, i can't help but love the internet and especially the solavellan/da community on tumblr. you're good people o7

someone on tumblr reblogged this with a tag that said "this was like a gunshot to the temple" and let me just say: i love you, unknown person

It was so beautiful, another journey to my childhood. They played music from the original, animated 90's Moomin -series in this concert. I felt privileged to hear Emiko Shiratori sing some of the original, japanese Moomin songs, her voice was beautiful as ever.

The child in me felt as if the familiar old trees and houses were happy to see me, recognizing my face after all these years and welcoming me back. It might sound silly, but I felt ALIVE with them. I felt right being there.

There's one specific house there I wish to move in one day. Perhaps it isn't possible but I have faith. If so much of the happier part of my past has survived this long, maybe it's a sign.

I found myself standing a bit longer at some familiar spots. Tears came when I saw most of the places unchanged, homey and peaceful as they were back then. It felt safe, a journey back to somewhere I thought to be gone a long time ago.

Close ups yay

The teenager was a part of a bigger group and I had such a good and kind encounter with them. It didn't start well, but ended on a really good note. Everything might be a mess at work, but these moments make me feel that I matter, even if it is for a short moment.