There are words written on pages, typed by these fingers, crafted by this brain. There are thousands upon thousands of words that describe in intricate
New Blog Post on a memory that resurfaced about the night I thought I’d lose my Mum.
#littleTtrauma #memories #sadness #DID #AMillionLittleThings
…as I write the word ‘safe’ my eyes fill up with tears, my heartbeat echoes in my ears and my head aches so so bad, but that burning ball of anxiety from my heart is gone, it’s finally been set free.
Wildfires are raging through my country. My state and my coastline are burning, the nearby hills are on fire, a thick blanket of smoke that
Hi guys, I’m trying something new for anyone who wants to see my ugly mug’s unedited ramblings about my crappy memory, identity and bushfires. (This
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