Journal 34

Please tell me that I can get through this day. I need the willpower to get out of this bed. Ugh, I can do this. I can do this. I will do this. The most important thing I can do today for myself is get out of this bed. Just focus on one step at […]

Journal 8

We lived in a pink-colored house on a corner lot of a dead end street in Florida. Just a home of many homes we frequently moved into. The most secluded side of the house hid my secret joy, my sunflower ‘garden’. The elementary school I was attending taught me how to plant flowers, what seeds […]

Journal 1

Inside is dulled, I don’t feel much. Inside is a shell, mostly vacant, aside from a few tendrils of perseverance for civilization and refusals to abolish independent thought. This is how I evolved for survival. Inside shut down, and I’ve yet to find the reset lever. The mirror shows an aging face I never can […]