Mental illness
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Sometimes I stumble. It’s a major side effect of being the very flawed human I happen to be. They don’t give you a handout at birth. Not one specifically designed to you, anyways. The one that says you’re going to go through some shit. You’re going to walk so far into a swamp you’re going…
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I am so exhausted I want to lay down and sleep for an eternity. But I know one I get there my mind will toss and turn inside my skull keeping me awake. Oh. Hello there, depression. Anxiety is here too, how fantastic. I thought I had tucked you neatly back into the corners…
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I find greeting cards dull and unimaginative. They try, they really do try. They do come close to the essence of human emotion. I think, perhaps the real problem is I feel everything too deeply, too sharply, in too much descriptive detail. Anytime I’ve ever bought a card for someone I have to buy one…
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Don’t think with your heart, they tell me, you’ll just end up getting hurt. How, I wonder, am I to think with anything else? What sense is there to be made of the way your hand fits into mine? How am I to make sense of the way your eyes catch mine and I try…
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Fear It’s funny, I’ve had this one word sitting on a page for days now. Thinking about it. Considering it. Looking at it. I had every intention of making this post and expounding upon how I’ve faced so many of my fears and how very few fears I truly have left in this life. Driving…
I Would Rather Be In Bed 