January Depression Part II – Cuts You Up
I’m tired of having to prove my worth from every single angle. I’m forty-fucking-six years old, when does this shit stop?
Read MoreWriter, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
I’m tired of having to prove my worth from every single angle. I’m forty-fucking-six years old, when does this shit stop?
Read MoreI don’t think there’s been a day in the past few weeks I haven’t cried either from my depression and anxiety, stress in general, or sheer loneliness.
Read MoreDear Marty, I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to write, life has been hectic. I guess the reason, mostly, that I haven’t written is because part of me is still in denial that you’re even gone. It’s easy to get into that frame of mind when you don’t interact with someone on a daily basis, like we used to. When I heard the news, my heart dropped to the floor. All I could think is please PLEASE for the love of God, let it not be from…
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