When I disappear, it’s not because I no longer wish to write. A scary, familiar feeling makes its way back into my mind; the first sign of its existence is when the writing stops. These words are a reminder to keep trying.
“Have you ever been depressed?” 32,000 feet in the air, my mom turned to me, clear-eyed and interested, and asked me this question.
I thought to myself she doesn’t know? Well, of course, she doesn’t. I don’t exactly broadcast my mental health the way I should. Staring out the plane window, I took a deep breath and responded plainly with “yes.”
About three years ago, both Austin and I began to struggle falling asleep. We would lie in bed and watch the clock go from 10:00 pm to 5:00 am staring at each other or staring at the wall. Neither of us wanting to speak in hopes that at any moment sleep would envelop us and the sound of each other’s voice would ruin those chances.
“So let me guess, your friends convinced you to leave the house again?” Shane diverted his eyes away from the bathroom mirror. He could not stand to look at himself. It had been two weeks since he had gotten out of bed. Two weeks since he brushed his […]
Last week, I took some time off from work because I have not been feeling well, both physically and mentally. I hardly ever call off because I tend to feel guilty, but I have learned that it only hurts me in the end. When you are physically ill, […]
When are you going to see that you are enough? You are everything this world’s been missing. You have a brilliant mind and a beautiful soul.Everyone around you knows it. They see it very clearly. There are a lot of people who want to dull your shine. They […]
Do you recall a few years ago when Donald Glover posted a series of photos on his Instagram relenting his fears of the future written on a hotel napkin? Or do you ever think about or notice how celebrities tend to reach their lowest points in a hotel […]