Frosted windows & Suicidal thoughts

The reality of winter really sets in when the holidays are over. Suddenly we see snow as this hideous yellow-brown colour instead of glistening with sparkles, and the sun just doesn’t shine anymore. And no I don’t mean the crack between your cheeks. I’m talking about winter and how all its gloom and doom reminds…

Water down the drain

I don’t usually write on a whim but I guess this is what our community is for. I haven’t had the energy to write, let alone sift through social media outlets at all. I’m coming undone. So I apologize for being MIA to everyone’s words and feelings here. I’m completely numb and disinterested in life….

Dear younger self

When I’m asked, “Why do you do this?” My answer is always, “Because I wish someone was there for me when I was growing up.” Anxiety and depression weren’t real then and you can bet there weren’t advertisements about it either. Our PSAs were more like, “Don’t you put it in your mouth / Don’t…

The death of me

I’m one for the dramatics and the title should be telling. Though I didn’t physically die, my former self sure got lost somewhere between an 8 year break up with my ex and my stay at a contemporary Sing Sing. I didn’t believe them when they told me I was bipolar. I was only jumping…

Living in your skin

Having a chronic illness means that you see it and feel it for the grand majority of your life. Sometimes it’s visible to the public and at other times it’s hidden beneath your skin. You become so used to it that you don’t necessarily see what life was like before it. But there’s one thing…