Category: The Little Things

Cries in the Dark

There was a three day period this year when I didn’t leave my room. I sat there, listening to the voices of people I seemingly couldn’t reach out to, and wrote letters that I never planned to deliver. Those letters were my way of having a conversation that I was too afraid to actually have. ...

A Mask Called A Smile

So a lot of these early posts are going to be me showing you all some things that I wrote quite a few months ago. I think its important to document how my mental state has fluctuated, and looking at my writing, is in my opinion, the best way to do that. I don’t claim ...

It’s Okay To Not Be Okay

If you get nothing else from me or this blog, I truly hope that this short message sticks with you.