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My brain is pure befuddlement. I can’t focus on anything and my thoughts are zooming around at lightning speed but ultimately going nowhere. I am so easily distracted. I was taking a break from work in hopes that I could focus better when I came back, and in my untethered… Read more.
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Nobody told me about the growing pains of getting sober. The ache, the satisfaction, of stretching and settling into myself. The painful nostalgia revisiting the frantic fever dream that was the before, the sheer relief that I don’t live there anymore. The pride, the goddamn pride I feel knowing that… Read more.
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So sad and the air feels so heavy. I keep forgetting to breathe. When I remember, I find myself gasping dramatically in a way that’s probably very annoying to anyone around, but nobody says anything because they know I am “going through it.” I am utterly unable to believe that… Read more.
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I lost my best friend to an overdose. Fuck opiates. Read more.
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The words don’t flow as easily as they used to, they just clunk around on the screen or the paper like they have no business being there. Read more.
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That’s it, that’s my whole post. Yay Read more.
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I surely don’t have a clue. But I sure am thrilled to be on this journey. Lil Pea Brain. Due May 2023. Read more.
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I love you already. Read more.
I too am not a bit tamed—I too am untranslatable
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Month Discover: Henri Rousseau's Virgin Forest with Sunset (1910). Original from the Kunstmuseum Basel Museum.
I too am not a bit tamed—I too am untranslatable 