March Notes: Turtles All The Way Down (Not a John Green Review)

It’s already April but it isn’t too late to share my March notes with you. March was quite a month for me. A few things have happened which I cannot talk about right now –however expect a couple of years or so when it will be like a funny story. What I can talk about …

My Mental Illness is not Romantic

Dear skinny white men with a fetish for manic personalities Thank you for your movies and stories Highlighting how my mental illness Would make me the perfect woman for your Lacklustre, dull characters looking for life Or someone so broken to fill their egos Thank you for categorizing My anxiety as romantic

Poem Day 2: 1-800-273-8255

There’s something that makes sense Then something that doesn’t There are moments of clarity There are murky thoughts too One foot out the door A split second thought Passed the highway A split second jolt Then you’re awake Death is inevitable We’ll be buried at some point Burned and scattered Forgotten, rarely remembered There are …

Pieces of Peace: My Anxiety is not Romantic

  My anxiety is not romantic. My anxiety is not a fetish you can bring into the bedroom.  Someone told you that someone with anxiety is a great lover.  You believe because of my constant need of validation that everything will be okay; I will pour my energy into our relationship.  You are sadly mistaken …