The fucked-up family of feelings that reside inside me are fighting amongst themselves again / squabbling siblings trying to out-shout … More
Stumbling out of the pub last night we heard the helicopter before we saw it. “Air ambulance,” he said. “Trouble … More
Last night a man told me he was going to crush my windpipe under his boot and laugh while he watches me take my last breath. I told him to do it. I was disappointed when he didn’t.
I’m scared that one day I’ll forget what I’ve always been so angry about– then my life will no longer … More
I’m really struggling today – struggling to deal with this sickening sense of self-loathing, struggling to let go of things, struggling to accept … More
Days sober: 10 I feel like I know my illnesses, in the way that I can usually predict an impending … More
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