I don’t want to die. And. There is so much magic in the world, I’m discovering. Palo Santo smoke and steam from lemon balm and mint curling up. I’m awake. My neck hurts from a night spent sleeping, somehow, in the wrong position. Not enough of a cradle for the nerves, bones, soft tissue connecting… Read More Fear and Magic
I just stood in my kitchen, after chopping up a sweet potato that a friend gave me in one of those meal-in-a-box things, and I raised my fists to the air in triumph. I’m in my kitchen. Making a meal. Listening to Kesha. I’m alive. I win. Thirty minutes before that, I sat at the… Read More Grief and Triumph
Hey party people. It’s been a long time. That’s because in August and September and some of October this year, I found myself in the deepest depression, most intense anxiety and worst insomnia of my life. The shame I felt in those months was devastating. I stayed away from people I like, feared people I… Read More One human’s retrospective on the worst depression, anxiety and insomnia ever
