(All title credit goes to my boyfriend. Fuckin’ jackass.) High school for me could most simply be described with two words: living hell. I have struggled with depression and anxiety as well as attention deficit issues since I was in early middle school, and no matter how hard I tried,…
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Life in Technicolor
February 14th, as everybody knows, is Valentine’s Day. The general consensus on the celebration of this holiday is that if you’re taken, you make sure to shower your significant other in as much affection as you can. If you’re single… well, you’re fucked I guess. I never particularly harbored too…
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Rerouting Life’s GPS
When my alarm went off at 5:30 today, I turned it off. This is not unusual. Like clockwork, every day, I set two extra alarms for fifteen minutes and a half hour before I really need to get up. 5:45 and 6:00 alarms would quickly come, and only then would I…
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Rose Colored Glasses
I have a few ideas for posts that I’ve planned out for this blog, just various concepts that came to mind that I figured might be interesting to talk about. Today, however, I have no intention of writing about any of them. For whatever reason, I was drawn to the…
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And So It Begins
Perhaps like a witch’s cauldron, or perhaps like a warm, healing broth, there are a lot of things swirling about in this mind which I possess. As I write this, I should most certainly be taking a shower, or even just pulling myself out of that black hole I call…