you return. it’s that time again, to come back to the familiar place and exist as if you belonged again…
All tagged Life
you return. it’s that time again, to come back to the familiar place and exist as if you belonged again…
Something about us reminds me of houses
Lined up next to each other by force and circumstance
Under surveillance and sharp eyes
The funny thing about life is that no matter how earth-shattering, uplifting or soul-crushing your day has been, the hours still keep ticking by.
Isolation. Quarantine. Social distancing. Here’s some of my thoughts and coping habits through this mess we call a life now.
Why can we still not bring up a mental illness in a discussion without most participants of the conversation being uncomfortable with the topic? Why can we not tell our bosses that the reason we cannot do more than two shifts a week is that our depression takes up all our energy? Why is it acceptable to talk to anyone about injured legs and heart surgeries but not about our bipolar minds?