Category: The Little Things

Why did you try?

Why did you try? Was it to escape the pain? Was it to put an end to the noise inside your head? Did you really want to die? I tried because I decided life wasn’t worth it. I had finally broken free of the confines of my mind, ascended above my depression, and looked out ...

Learning How to Live

I once asked a girl what kind of character I would be in a movie. I was hoping she would tell me that I was a picture perfect male lead, tall, confident, charismatic, the type of person everyone wants to be or know. Unsurprisingly, she told me I was a side character. To her, I ...

What it Felt Like

It’s short, it’s pointless, but “Spirited Away” has me thinking about death. Dying was a weird feeling. I was frozen in time, perfectly aware that I still existed, but unable to move any farther forward with my life. It was as if someone had taken a picture of me lying on my bedroom floor, and ...

Me, My Mask, and My Hole

You’ll have to excuse me for this post, as it’s written on two hours of sleep, and inspired by lonely 3 A.M. thoughts. I say that not to discredit what goes through my head, but rather to make it clear that this may seem far less refined, and far more redundant than the things I ...

Things I Whisper

A lifetime ago I closed my eyes and wrote, and out popped my beautiful depression. It was the first time I really started to notice that something was wrong, and I sent the poem out to try to get some answers. None came. Reading this poem now it is bizarre how many red flags I ...

Just a Little Bit of Honesty

When I write I don’t always control over the finished product. The moment my pen hits paper I relinquish control of my thoughts, and allow for my feelings to slowly take shape on the page. While being able freely express myself through writing has often been a blessing, at times I am troubled by the ...

Mid Flight Crisis 

Turns out having a panic attack miles above the ground kinda sucks. You can’t talk to anyone who can take the pain away, and it leads to some of the most non sensical thoughts I’ve ever had. So I wrote them down. Other than for spelling this is just a word dump of a kid ...

Lifeless Party

This may sound a bit odd to those who’ve never experienced it, but a lot of the time I don’t feel. Happiness, sadness, anger, all stripped away despite my best efforts to be emotionally connected to the world around me. Honestly though, as much as I claim I want these feelings back, when they finally ...

A Day For the Boy

It was a Saturday, a day for the boys. A day for drinks, music, and mischievous ploys. For the first time in months I was as happy as could be, Sun was shining, not a cloud to see. The people around me were the absolute best, And for once I was okay tolerating the rest. ...

Conversations with Myself

One of the hardest things I’ve had to do in order to get better was to come to terms with the fact that not everything is my fault. While I haven’t completely relinquished responsibility for where I am at in life, I have embraced the fact that some people really have let me down in ...