have you ever felt so much for someone that you’re increasingly freaked out by how much you’re capable of feeling and you continuously say to yourself “okay this is max capacity for sure” and then it just keeps getting deeper
but at the same time you’re fully aware that you haven’t even scratched the fucking surface yet
and that’s pretty wonderfully terrifying
Just a reminder
5 years from now you won’t feel so bloated or sick.
5 years from now you won’t have such a significant fear of food.
5 years from now you might live in a new town with an amazing job and a huge house and you might be with the love of your life.
5 years from now you might love your life.
If you relapse, 5 years from now you’ll be dead or miserable, and you’ll never know what potential you had.