Courtney Dercqu

This body has given me my life’s purpose. There’s no justification for being cruel to it. I just wish the fashion industry catered to it.

Mental exhaustion over wanting and waiting for months, sometimes years on end. 

One day, you’ll see this for what it is. And one day, you’ll finally understand that you deserved better. 

Things will start to get marginally better.

That’s the difference between connectivity and happiness.

For the first time, I can breathe.

I often hear that “there’s never a right time to have a baby.” Well, I disagree. I think there is a right time. But right now isn’t it.

Seasonal Affective Disorder — or SAD , as it’s known as—is a self-diagnosable condition that affects people’s mood and overall mental state at the same time every year.

You’re going to send positive vibes out into the world. Not because you need something good to happen to offset your shitty week. But because you work hard and you deserve for good shit to happen.

I weirdly feel like this is deja vu. I visit my parents’ house at least once a week. And when I do, I fight the urge to call it just my “dad’s house,” which is, unfortunately, what it is.

It’s startling how quickly your life can turn around by making the choice to go through with something you want to do. This morning, I did yoga for nine minutes.

The help I’m actively seeking, the help I’ve been actively wanting and needing, is flat out inaccessible.