I couldn’t tell you what flowers I had on my wedding day, nor what food was at the reception or a single vow we made
Time passes as the daylight finally gives up on trying to peek beyond the tightly pulled curtains and disappears below the horizon for another day.
I fear there’s only one sure answer to that question I keep asking myself. “Will this ever get better? Will I ever get better?” My
We’ve had a few emergency psychiatrist appointments recently, due to a continuous state of fight or flight and yo yo like mood swings that include
I want to die right now. I’m just so fucking exhausted and sick of being in my head, I don’t understand myself and frankly I’ve
I am currently sitting in my sanctuary, finally sitting at my computer for the first time in nearly six months of being confined to writing