Controlling my Narrative

I apologise for the past couple of posts. I’ve been in probably the darkest part of my life so far for the last week or so, but for some reason I felt a lot better today. Thank you to everyone who reached out to me to offer me words of encouragement or advice. They were

Going Down

I’ve started cutting again. I feel like the Titanic…I’m sinking

Nothing Really Matters

I’m so lost It’s as if everything in my life isn’t really happening to me. I’m watching this person’s life unfolding from a disconnected, separated place. When my brain takes me to thoughts of sadness, they’re not my thoughts. When my brain takes me to thoughts of harm, they’re not my thoughts. When my brain

The Peril of Parties

Right now, I’m lying on my bedroom floor, writing this, listening to Khalid’s sweet voice playing in the background. I feel calm. I feel safe. This is the place I feel most comfortable. So it may not come as any surprise that I really dread parties, or even going out anywhere where there will be

Depression?

I really don’t like using the word ‘depressed’, and I tense up inside when others use it to describe things that really aren’t depressing. “That cartoon where the chicken died was so DEPRESSING!” No. That cartoon was sad. There’s a difference. I also don’t like using it to describe myself. The definition of depression is

Cos’ You Had a Bad Day

I really like Bad Day by Daniel Powter. It’s such a good song to cling to when you have a really crap day. I’m having a really bad day today. It’s only just midday and I just want to go home and lie down. The thing is, not much has even gone wrong. I’m stressing

Late Night Thoughts

My mind sometimes really hates me. The time when I notice it most is when I’m lying in bed, waiting to fall asleep. I’ll be lying there, staring up into the almost blackness, and my thoughts run wild. Sometimes, if I’m going through a rough patch, sadness and hurt will be the main thoughts swirling

Resting ‘Sad’ Face

You know how some people are described as having a ‘resting bitch face’? Not me. No, I have a ‘resting sad face’. Yes, this is something I have created right now. No, I do not like it. I say I have a resting sad face because every other day, someone walks past me, takes a

The Boy Who Had No Choice

This actually isn’t a deep topic about my life troubles…this blog keeps going off track. However, I was browsing YouTube, and this video on Draco just popped up. I’m an avid HP fan, and this was just so heartbreaking. It really puts Malfoy into a whole new light…and I thought it would be interesting to

9/11

So, today is the anniversary of 9/11. I was only a fetus when it happened, but wow it still hits me hard. I know this is a generic thing that people say about it all the time, but I really, really, really don’t understand the type of human that would cause the deaths of thousands