Category: Mental Health
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where are my things?

Note: this post contains experiences of sexual assault and violation. I remember a room. I saw that room many times from the age of 3 to 5. It was always dark, the door was always locked, and there was always chatter surrounding it. There was the chatter of the guest downstairs, where I would occasionally…
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Tangerine

I haven’t been feeling like myself lately. But I guess it’s hard to feel like yourself when you don’t even know who you are anymore. After years of working towards self stability, writing and reflecting, letting people in, and living by my own rules and motivations; I found a home in my mind. Given time,…
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human bean

For years I loved missing school. From elementary to middle, you could find me faking fevers and conjuring stomach aches about every other week. This was how I avoided the bullies, the insecurity I found in the mirror, the lack of friends, and the FitnessGram Pacer Test. Looking back, I missed a lot that could…
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leather & peppermint tea

We sat in the office that smelled of leather and peppermint tea. Me across from him and the loose leaf notebook. Me eyes drifted to the intricate yet simple waterfall painting I had seen time and time again against the carrot colored walls as I waited for him to finish scribbling down notes from the…




