It’s the month of June and I’m in your favorite sundress Looking down from the bridge I’m not really sure what I’m doing this for In the night, in the dark, in the cold, with the wailing of wind Everyone feels so far away from me And I close my eyes because I’m feeling sad […]

It’s 1:00 am and I’m laying in bed staring into the blackness of my ceiling, I think I may have a mild case of COVID at this point – maybe it’s just allergies with headaches, no fever, and sore throat. Anyway… I had an epiphany. My life has been a failure. I’ve lost the ones […]

I…am not feeling well. My throat is quite sore. My post-nasal area feels very clogged. I spent the last two days cleaning, unpacking, and organizing. When I keep myself busy, everything is mostly fine. When I stop, I just…relapse. Not health-wise (ok that too a bit) but you know, emotional-wise. I’m still struggling with the […]

It’s official. My county was placed in lockdown. I went out today and (a couple weeks ago in preparation) to get food and supplies. We are under “shelter in place” orders for three weeks starting tomorrow. Monkey got stuck at the house so guess who has my bedroom? Haha, I have someone to play board […]

It is 2:16am. I cannot sleep. I have no reason as to why. I had a melancholy day, but my evening was more eventful. Monkey and I ventured into downtown SF to eat square pizza, retrieve a couple of cupcakes, and found ourselves at a theater watching The Invisible Man (which was excellent, btw). I […]

There have been many times that I have picked up a paintbrush, a pen, or a pencil, and I have a blank canvas before me. I have ran my fingers over the texture of those blank slates. I just stare at it. Then I squeeze my eyes tightly together and let out a frustrated sigh. […]

Some afterthoughts to your really shitty email. Ever since you started therapy and got on medications, you’ve somehow become more unstable. Whatever you are feeding your therapist, it’s twisted. He/she then comes back with forms of validation for your journey and that validation is based on a perceptional view that is flawed. This is NOT […]

This letter is not to anyone in particular. I am 33 years old. I fought through all adversity to make this life mine. I wanted it bad enough that failure was never an option. I’ve lost and gained a great many people, pets, and things along the way. I’ve given this everything I have. When […]

Sep. 17, 2019 Bi-, I know that you asked for time and space. I know that I am suppose to wait until you message me. I’m sorry, I just miss you. I’m afraid that you are taking this time to push me out of your life and if that is the case, I can’t stop […]