You're most welcome

I'm a depressed person but I found a bit of peace when I saw this

Wow that's beautiful for real you're great

A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived. For people like me and Echo, our souls contained more scar tissue than life.

Be there for them when they come through the other side. It’s hard to be a friend to someone who’s depressed, but it is one of the kindest, noblest, and best things you will ever do.

Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.

And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump.

The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough,falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames.

Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant.

The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise.

Hello winter

Embrace it with all thy heart and soul

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