mental health awareness

6 Underground.

Update: Sorry everyone- I know it’s been a while, but things have been everywhere. My baby boy is doing A LOT better. Last Wednesday he had to have exploratory surgery. #scariestdayever. He had an ultrasound from a veterinary ultrasonographer and we established that it wasn’t a tumor, (blessssss), but it Read more…

By admin, ago
Grief/Loss/Death

Empty Spaces

The world is so cruel. So.damn.cruel. Someone like me connects better with individuals who are older than me and animals. My animals are my life. I have a cat. A handsome orange boy that lived in my room until I moved out. My main reason for moving into an apartment Read more…

By admin, ago
Creative Writing

Lost in the Echo

When I wake up, I’m alone. I’m in my apartment. I guess my job is done. I just can’t remember what that job was for the life of me. Now what? My head feels as though it is going to split open. It’s the worst migraine I’ve ever had. No Read more…

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Creative Writing

Papercut

I stare at this little boy. Although he doesn’t seem so little. He has the look of compassion on his face. A look similar to his father. I’m speechless. I’m terrified. I’m lost. What do I do? “Hi there! Are you here to see my mom?” he asks me. Before Read more…

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Creative Writing

Waiting for the End

Surprise! I’m knocked to the ground. Again. Am I finally dead this time? The light flickers and begins to dim. I sit up and see him standing there. He is unphased. He walks over to me and I feel myself tensing up. But why? He comes into view and he Read more…

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Creative Writing

Sharp Edges

Will I see him again? I feel like I’ve hit a brick wall. I can’t see it, but it stops me in my tracks. I can hear him all around me, but I can’t see him. I can always hear him. I know he wants me to be okay, but I’m not. Read more…

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Creative Writing

Looking for an answer

I’ve been punched in the chest. So hard that I’m falling down a cliff. A cliff that had a window at the top. A window that I was pushed through. As I fall, I should be grabbing for something, but I’m not. My insides are as smashed as the glass Read more…

By admin, ago
mental health awareness

Crystal Ship

It’s been a while. Ya girl has been busy. I’m finally moving out! And yes, I’m living all byy myyyseellffff! I am beyond excited. I already have purchased Chester paraphernalia to put all over the apartment. So, that’s why I haven’t posted in a while. Packing sucks. My mind has also been Read more…

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