The first time I saw you everything in my head went quiet. All the constant questions and thoughts suddenly hushed. Disappeared. Silenced. Because when you have obsessive compulsive disorder you don’t really get a lot of quiet time. Even laid in bed I’m thinking. Did I lock the door? Yes. Did I wash my hands?… Continue reading OCD
How the hell do I do it How do I be happy For myself and for the people around me My friends all tell me I will be That I should be That I am and I just don’t know it But why don’t I frigging feel happy Because you hurt me And there isn’t… Continue reading HAPPIER
It’s weird how life keeps going on around you even when you feel like everything is falling apart. It’s weird how the world keeps turning when you feel like it’s frozen in space. It’s like Netflix episodes that keep playing. Next. Next. Next. It’s the sun rising and setting everyday like clockwork. It’s constant. It… Continue reading I guess the world doesn’t stop just because I want it to
For the first time, I just want to live in the moment. I don’t want to overthink. I don’t want to run every word, every action, every breath you take through my mind. I don’t want to have to second guess. I don’t want to ruin every moment by trying to decipher if you still… Continue reading For the first time I just want to live in the moment
No seriously. Why do I? Why do I hate my body? I don’t understand. I just don’t get why I look at myself in the mirror and hate what I see looking back. I don’t understand how I can be so smart and intellectual and how I can be so many things, so many amazing… Continue reading Why do I hate my body?
I think as someone who has struggled with a mental illness for a long time now, one of my day to day challenges is figuring out how not to feel ashamed about it. And personally I am so sick and tired of feeling like I need to hide it from people, when I don’t. But… Continue reading I struggle with a mental illness and I’m not afraid to talk about it anymore
“I bet this time of night you’re still up. I bet you’re tired from a long hard week. I bet you’re sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the city. And I bet sometimes you wonder about me. And I just wanna tell you. It takes everything in me not to call… Continue reading I almost do