How do you clean a book?

Apparently, I've figured it out. Stand ready with some antibacterial wipes and a dry cloth. Remember to have a sanitized surface ready to put it on so not to contaminate it again. Today has been a stressful day. I go back to work tomorrow. I work some days on and then have a period off... Continue Reading →

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Saturday tears

Yesterday was one of those many days when I went to bed and knew that when I woke up again today, my day would be exhausting. The days are only counted on two hands per. month now, but that's still 10 too many of those days. Those days where everything is a struggle, where the... Continue Reading →

It’s always my fault

Yes, you heard it right. Apparently it's always my fault. My diagnosis, my mood, my attitude, my existence. It's all about me. Even though nothing is about me, not at all. It was a Friday afternoon, I think, when I lied in my bed and called the only three people in the world that I... Continue Reading →

1, 2, 3 X 4 equals square

I'm going crazy. Bat shit, over the top, drown in myself, looking at myself from the outside - not recognizing myself anymore - crazy. My days only consists of laying in my bed panicked and scared that I might die. This is the day I truly die of my disorder. I still remember not remembering his... Continue Reading →

Honesty is the best policy?

I've been debating for sometime now, whether I should start writing about the weirdness that is my life or not. I did start this blog last year, but then it was put aside for several reasons, but now I think I oughta do it. I would like to start off by saying two things. First,... Continue Reading →

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