We stood there frozen in place. In perfect sync we lowered our eyes to the red liquid trickling through the spaces between his fingers. Off to the side of me, there was the loud crash of glass breaking. It broke us from our trance and we turned our heads to see Bryan standing behind the… Continue reading Breathe
From the earliest age I can remember, I have suffered from extreme anxiety and depression. When I was younger, no one really knew what was “wrong” with me and I often heard the phrase “She is crazy” to define the unknown. I was about 5 or 6 when I was placed on my first anti-depressant… Continue reading A Lovely Lunatic
“O my luve’s like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in June…” -Robert Burns I’ve always loved this particular poem by Burns because it paints such an intricate portrait of the beauty of love. I can imagine the bright hue of a newly bloomed red rose and I can feel it in my own… Continue reading A rose most red.