PrecipiceDo you know what it’s like to be on the precipice, ready to fall and splatter and so goddamn close to breaking but you can’t even open…Apr 13, 2021Apr 13, 2021
The FightWhen I was twelve years old, I became a warrior. The fight between myself and my illnesses was grueling, but it was a battle I didn’t…Apr 13, 2021Apr 13, 2021
TraumaThey never touched my body. I have no visible scars, but the memory of the alcohol on their breath as they screamed in my face is as fresh…Jan 22, 2021Jan 22, 2021
TerrorAs I write this, my hands shake with the anxiety that plagues my every moment. The monsters that are my thoughts hide within plain sight…Jan 20, 2021Jan 20, 2021
The Struggles Of IsolationAs the quarantine drags on, we restlessly await the return of normalcy. For those of us with mental illness, this time is harder than we…Jan 20, 2021Jan 20, 2021
To Find The LightThese past few days have been rough around the edges — anxiety and disassociation, shades of grey infecting my heart and bones, the very…Jan 20, 2021Jan 20, 2021