I’m watching shapes of collective ‘nothingness’ right now, those billions of dots that appear to make up the perceived universe are twisting and forming together
I’m tired of all my emotional extremes, they’re slowly breaking me. Even when the bipolar is quiet my ability to turn mountains into molehills on
It took 20 minutes to descend from 35,000 ft to the earths surface below me and less than 20 seconds to plummet from the 18th
Embarrassment is my strongest kryptonite. When I am shamefully embarrassed I can go straight from happy go lucky to suicidal with no in between time.
Winter is bleak. Or maybe I’m bleak… I’ve written about 10 lines of 10 different blog posts in the last week but I’ve lacked the
So, I’ve been hiding from the world for a little while now, I crashed into self-pity and depression, logged out of social media, turned off