Recently, I starting thinking about my usual metaphor for Depression and Anxiety – that they were like demons or...
So after hiding my disabilities, I have finally come to see them and starting to cope with them. I...
No matter how much i seem to accomplish or work through, does any of it even matter, in the...
Dear Little Me: I’m sorry you were born into a broken family. I’m sorry your mother wasn’t able to...
Disconnected, it can be lonely or it can feel like relief; sometimes i look around and realize that sometimes...
Sometimes I wonder: should I have told you about what happened to me? At times, it feels like me...
