As you may or may not know, I have a website attached to this blog, it has various pages about mental health things. Anyway, among
Tag: bipolar
Silent Night
As you set fire to the last bridge between us, with words that burned our wooden soul.The Ashes of your heart charred black,I could not
Seeds of Hope
Hope can be a dangerous thing, too little and we exist as a husk blowing through the winds of life. Too much and we risk
Stagnant
It’s chemo week so I’m sharing some old journals from the others again, this wasn’t dated but I’m guessing it’s around 2 or 3 years
The Last English Teacher
She was short and chubby, 30 something with long blonde hair. She was kind yet firm, quick witted with a sarcastic ‘don’t fuck with me’
Drama Queen
You know those people that never shut up? It feels like their life has been an endless soap opera and it’s exhausting to listen to
