Content Warning: Some of this post may be rough to read. Descriptions of depression, suicidal ideation, self-harm and mental illness. I’ve been listening to a lot of Taylor Swift lately. The re-release of Fearless is fantastic, and the new songs are great. It’s funny that a lot of them are written about Joe Jonas… fourteen-year-old […]
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371 Days.
I didn’t expect to live a full year into the pandemic. Like, this time last year I was terrified. Terrified of COVID, then terrified of what life had in store, then terrified of myself and the things I was discovering about who I am and how I feel. There were so many moments where I […]
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I feel like I lost the entire month of November. Like I literally don’t know where it went or what happened. One second it was October and life was great, the next it’s somehow December? It’s odd. October ended about how I expected – pretty good. The tail-end of the month kept up the good […]
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So, there’s a funny thing about trauma. About pain. We’re wired to forget it. We’re literally programmed to dull the pain, to forget how bad everything hurt, so we can continue moving forward. It’s the end of October. And you know what? I’m doing really, really great. There’s a small part of me that hates […]
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I don’t understand how it’s September. I really didn’t think I was gonna be here for September. Yet here I am, still kicking. I guess I’m grateful, but sometimes it feels like I’ve just forced myself to be here while I watch everything I know implode. In a way, I feel better. I think I’ve […]
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When I wrote 60 Days, I mentioned not knowing what the next 60 days would hold. I don’t know that I expected it to be more of the same, but life’s funny that way. My days are very similar to how they were two months ago – wake up, play Animal Crossing, stay home. The […]
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