A Bit More Alive
I started writing as a way to escape. I created my own world in which to live, separate from the strain and stress of reality. Then -...
The Journey Isn't Futile
The drugs that save us and the drugs that hurt us are sometimes one and the same. Getting better from a mental illness isn’t a...
Depression. A Poem.
It’s the full battery on a phone that never rings, it’s the useless feeling that the summer sun brings when you have everything to do...
