I don’t know what to say anymore. I knew what to say about ten minutes ago, when I was pegging damp clothing on ...
Tag: bipolar
Well the coffee and lithium cocktail landed me with mild-to-concerning adrenal fatigue. Cockiness, as it turns out, gets ...
It’s hard to not associate gratitude with guilt, the closer we get to the belly of the apocalypse. Future ...
I started to write a new year’s post but it just felt glib – especially in the wake of the country literally ...
Lately I’ve been pushing each pill through its foil shield so hard that it breaks in two in my hand. I divide and ...
I woke up, feeling like I was sinking. I had been dreaming about broken rope bridges that led to watery graves all night ...