On the edge of a knife .
i’m balancing on the edge of a knife as i fight my #depression, and it’s fatiguing. Continue reading On the edge of a knife .
i’m balancing on the edge of a knife as i fight my #depression, and it’s fatiguing. Continue reading On the edge of a knife .
It’s hard to care for yourself when you don’t care about yourself. I want the joy of self-care back. Continue reading Trying to find joy in self-care.
“i killed my son three times this week, my father twice, and it’s only tuesday. PTSD is a bitch.” Continue reading Imaginary death and PTSD.
I’m on a road that stretches so far off into the distance, I can’t see the end. I’ve heard tell that once I get there, life will be better. I’ve heard the trip’s a challenge, but the destination makes it worthwhile. I’m told that once I get there, things’ll be alright. Once I get down the road, I’ll be calm, grounded, and fully me. They tell … Continue reading I’m on a road.