Hope is the little thing, with wings, that fights for life. For her, it began when she laced up and stepped purposefully outside her door. It began again and again when she actively chose sunlight over darkness, strength and will over apathy and weakness. Her life looked different when she wrenched open the windows to let some stale air out. When she […]
I Go Missing Too {Love Poem No. 43}
In my letters to you, if I indeed wrote letters to you, I would write everything, and also nothing, nothing at all, of any real substance, and you would eat my everything, and my nothing too, and you would savor every bit of it, you would gobble all my words, that fill those pages and pages, and all […]
Depression; /dəˈpreSH(ə)n/; Noun
Today, I fed my depression. I gave it a huge plate of steaming, saucy pasta with cheese and tender meatballs. After that, I let it consume the remnants of a crinkled bag of chocolate chips, one after another. I gave it a bowl of frozen yogurt. I tried to stuff it down, to cover it, to […]
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