When I was a little kid I would make wishes, I never told a soul and yet they always came true. I was stupidly lucky
Category: depression
Good news, bad news
Well the good news is we had the CT scan and the abdominal lump is real, not just hypochondria. It’s also quite big which unfortunately
Fuck Valium
The shrink and the GP have been talking, apparently the GP is less delicate with words or remembering her lies than the ol P-doc and
Stalemate
The shame runs deep. It courses through my veins, part of my life blood, part of my DNA. The knowledge that I will never match
Yesterday’s Tears
Sometimes I suddenly feel like crying, there’s no overt trigger, no relevant traumas, just sadness. It washes over me slowly at first, imbedding itself into
Yesterday’s Tears
Sometimes I suddenly feel like crying, there’s no overt trigger, no relevant traumas, just sadness. It washes over me slowly at first, imbedding itself into
