Shhh! There is A Body Hidden In the Basement

Yesterday, there was a body hidden in my basement. It was me. I was the body that was hidden. I should probably explain. Yesterday, I took a sick day because my anxiety and depression were particularly bad. I just couldn’t bring myself to deal with people. However, there was a problem with my plan. The […]

Where The Light Shines Through 

Last night, I had a dream. I was in a field, and it was cold, and it was dark. Looking up, I saw purplish blue outlines, cracks in the darkness. Cracks where the light was shining through.  As the dream progressed, the cracks in the darkness became bigger, and it soon became obvious that the […]

Do We Really Have To Keep Fucking Doing This? 

Yesterday, I noticed quite a few mental health phrases being thrown around as insults. Seriously, what the fuck people? I’m sorry, maybe it is because I haven’t caught up on my sleep yet, but this is really getting annoying. We don’t use any other medical conditions as insults, probably because even in our abrasive world […]

Give Me Back My Spoons!

Over the next few days, I am doing a bit of traveling. First, I am off to Pennsylvania for Thanksgiving, then I’m doing a quick weekend stop in Austin for a wedding. And while I am excited to see anyone, I really hope my mental illnesses decide to give me back some of my spoons […]

2009 v 2019: A Story of Two Smiles

You may have noticed some people on social media posting photos of themselves from 2009 and 2019. I’ve commented on this before, but these 10-year challenges are an excellent chance to reflect. As such, here are my photos.    Maybe it isn’t visible to anyone else, but behind those smiles I see very different stories.  […]