“Why did you start doing this?” “I guess I wanted to say something” “So say it.” “I don’t know how.” “What changed?” “I wanted to tell them… Read more “A Conversation “
Category: Writing To Free My Mind
My Dearest Maria
As I wake up, I’m on the floor in my room. I can’t remember how I got there. There’s a slight pain in my back so maybe… Read more “My Dearest Maria”
Would it make a difference?
What if we didn’t love the wrong people during the holidays? What if we let people in, instead of shutting them out? What if we realized how… Read more “Would it make a difference?”
Not my responsibility, but
“It’s not your responsibility.”, my mother tells me as I talk to him at one o’clock in the morning, trying to calm him down in an anxiety… Read more “Not my responsibility, but”
Getting back on track
Sorry for the hiatus. As it turns out, graduating high school and not at all knowing what to do next is actually terrifying. I did not, however,… Read more “Getting back on track”
How can he do this to me?
I did not look at him when he walked into the classroom. I could have smiled or nodded my head at him like the cool kids do.… Read more “How can he do this to me?”
All About Perspective
I am writing to free my mind. I am writing to know what I think. I am writing to get it out. It happened again. I changed… Read more “All About Perspective”
Fly Away With Me
There is something really strange going on with me right now. I lie awake in bed for hours, desperate to hear a story. Just a story. A… Read more “Fly Away With Me”
Midnight Thoughts – Stuck
I feel stuck. Stuck in the choking, hands bound, laying on the floor crying, hearing nothing but your own heartbeat kind of way. I can’t handle this… Read more “Midnight Thoughts – Stuck”
I didn’t understand what writers meant by “bleeding out on paper” before I realised that was exactly what I was doing.
Little Pocket Journal 