Journal 74

Once again I find myself with my fingers on the keyboard, ready to write – but what do I write? I want to write, but the thoughts behind the words just make me cry. I want to write happy things. But my life is tragic. I am somehow still hanging on by a single thread, […]

Journal 73

Loving a person who doesn’t love you back is hard – it’s a full time job. There’s a scenario in your head where you’ve designed a life with them yet it will never be realized. What’s the next best thing? Do you try to re-write those plans and place someone else in them? Maybe you […]

Journal 72

Look, I have Borderline Personality Disorder. I tell people that I have depression and that I have PTSD (I do have these both), but the real trap, the real me, lays within BPD. How can I be truthful about this to people who come into my life? How can I ask others to be “ok” […]

Journal 71

Word vomit – when the brain cannot make coherent sentences to describe what you are thinking or feeling internally, thus what comes out in writing belongs to random categories and of varying degrees of sanity. g- I’m so angry at you.You left to enjoy yourself and also left behind a massive fucking hairline fracture that […]

Journal 70

I’ve kept myself busy for a while. Classes ramped up and between midterms, finals, and all of the projects due – I didn’t have much time to think about much. But today, I finished it all. Today, I am not feeling so great. I was surfing through movies/shows for something to watch and came across […]