Hard is not the right word for this. Fill in the blank: ______ to say goodbye to your best friend, … Continue Reading “Hard”
Right now, I want to die. I’m sitting in the floor of the restroom of a nice German restaurant. And … Continue Reading How to Vanish and Still Be At Parties
This short, poetic essay reflects both the nature of depression and its untimely onset. It is the author’s best attempt to put very complex feelings into words.
I just want you to know that I love you.
My ghost is waning, these days. There’s a flicker of hope, somewhere inside, and it’s fighting to find oxygen. It’s … Continue Reading Birth of an Ember