Be Better I woke up this morning feeling a little bit better. My heart was still racing but I believe there is something to look forward to. No fuck that, I know there is something to look forward to. It lies within me. I am the master of my own destiny. I make the choices [...]
Cave I walk into the dark cavernous space holding my flashlight. I try to turn it on but the switch isn't working. It just keeps clicking and my feet start tapping nervously. He is lurking in the shadows of this space. I can hear the shore waves creeping up. The sand is wet outside and [...]
You came to New York on my birthday - 10/17 in 2004. It had to mean something. It had to be a sign. People come into your life for a reason and I miss you. I'll never stop loving you and my whole body feels like broken glass. I don't think you can ever forgive [...]
15 - laying on my couch, wishing I was dead. Thinking that he killed me with his words. I don't know if I love you anymore It wasn't him. It was me. I killed me because I didn't love myself. I was clinically depressed, not eating, sleeping too much, hormonal, waking up with panic attacks, every [...]
Mother's Day is a holiday rife with pressure to do the "right thing" or get the "right gift. I am taking a cue from my friend Jenny Lawson, who created the idea of Booksgiving. In Booksgiving, people created Amazon Wish Lists that were public and the deal was that people sent strangers a book that [...]
I used to look forward to the nighttime. When I was a teenager and first experienced panic attacks they were utterly exhausting. I'd wake up each day with my heart racing, sweating profusely, and scared to get out of bed. I did a lot of self-talk to get myself out of bed, but it was [...]
I'm drowning. I feel the water in my lungs and I want to cough but I can't find a way to get the liquid out of my body. It's disgusting and terrible, but nothing matters anymore so I'll just let go and relent into the pain of now know when or how it'll happen. Maybe [...]
Did you know that there are different kinds of assholes in the world? Well, I'm here to tell you that there are. Professional Assholes I consider myself to be a professional asshole. This means that I'm your friend, I'm loyal and kind until you start behaving in a way that is counterproductive to your life. [...]
