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Anxiety feels like I spend my whole life Dressed in white Just waiting to be ruined.

anxiety, fear, ffs, journal, life, mental health, mental illness, notebook, panic, paranoia, poem, poetry, writing

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“How are you feeling today, mush?” “I don’t know. I’m having one of those days.” “How so?” “Well, I just … More

breakdown, conversation, depression, diary, exhaustion, ffs, journal, life, mental health, mental illness, writing

Diet

January. Time to lose weight! I’m on the ~Depression Diet~ Have you heard of it? It’s super effective. You’re only … More

alcohol, depression, diary, diet, fear, ffs, food, grief, guilt, health, journal, mental illness, panic, pity party, writing

The Autumn of My Discontent

I wake up worrying about Autumn. It seems so far away and yet some mornings, when I go out to … More

anxiety, conversation, dialogue, fear, ffs, friendship, help, life, mental health, mindfuckery, mindful, mindfulness, phone call, seasons, short prose, writing

Häagen-Days

Those days where you decide to have ice cream for breakfast and then the lid tells you what kind of day … More

depression, ffs, food, go away, Monday, moods, sadness, whyyyyyyy

RudeTube

The day after the November 2015 Paris attacks I was standing on the platform with my eyes shut, listening for … More

blogging, city life, ffs, Hijacked Amygdala, humanity, Islamophobia, London, observations, politics, religion, truth, writing, wronguns

British Culture 101

 

Britain, brother, family, ffs, GBBO, journalism, London, news, politics, tv, UK

Swings

​Good: Burst into tears on the train thinking about how brilliant The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock is. Bad: Burst … More

depression, ffs, mental health, mental illness, modernism, poem, poetry, T S Eliot, travel, whyyy

Maintenant

It’s not that everything is wrong, it’s just that nothing is right. Nothing is right.

addiction, anxiety, bipolar, borderline, BPD, depression, ffs, life, poetry, recovery, relapse, self harm, short, suicide, truth, writing

Monday

I know that I’m going to die, but sometimes I think that I’m going to die. (I’m not sure which … More

blogging, booze, drinking, drugs, ffs, kill me, life, relapse, sex, sinning is winning, suicide, whyyyyy, writing

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