My relationship with agomelatine: an unhappy marriage with its occasional highs. For this reason, I want to shed light on what it’s like to be on and off my pills. Irrationality and Impulsiveness – Being less anxious, it’s easy to walk into a crowd of people, raise my voice in a group meeting or even … More Agomelatine: A Love-Hate Relationship
My heart is not enough to live, my lungs aren’t enough to breathe and my chest is heavy because the air is feeling blue. The child inside of me broke through my bones and now the emptiness burns a hole through my throat. A bullet is not enough to break through my soul. It takes nothing to kill … More It takes nothing to kill me
I am a lover. I am a fighter. I am a daughter and a son. I’m here but my heart lies elsewhere. I’m a ghost. I’m the air between your fingers. I’m the breeze against your neck. I’m around when I’m not. I see with my eyes shut. I listen to silence. You’ll find my … More Who am I?
Soon you’ll forget her scent and the sounds she makes when she has a nightmare. You’ll forget how her hands perfectly fit in yours, how her eyes twinkle like little stars in the nighttime sky and the many details you once fell in love with: the lines on her back that outline her bones, the … More Soon You’ll Regret
There’s something beautiful and equally terrifying about being in love with your thoughts. I like to lose myself in my thoughts, pretending I’m not one but a hundred people. We’re all very different but we’re stuck in one body. One body and one mind. A mind that has a job of many. A mind that’s on the … More They they they