It’s funny how I’ll be doing something in my everyday life, I won’t necessarily be thinking of you and then out of nowhere, you will appear. I was cleaning my bathroom cabinet tonight when I came across your cologne. I lied on the bathroom floor and the flashback of how I ended up with your... Continue Reading →
The day I dread the most is coming up. And no matter what I do to try to stop time, and stop this awful day from coming, I can’t. It will still happen. I will relive that day, over and over again in my mind. Like a broken record that repeatedly plays. Even if my... Continue Reading →
Anxiety is waking up in the morning, feeling like you’ve been hit by a train. It’s struggling to get out of bed, struggling to get ready for work. Anxiety is when you don’t want to get in your car and make the commute to work, because you don’t want to be alone in your car... Continue Reading →
It’s been awhile, almost a year since I’ve last wrote. My writing was part of my therapy, part of putting my words, thoughts and feelings down on a screen. Acknowledging that this is my life now, that this is the real deal. I’m not dreaming, I am very much living in this nightmare. Still, after... Continue Reading →
It's been another year. Time has no meaning when you're gone. It's these kinds of days where I wish I could stay in bed all day and pretend that you're still here. That I can pick up the phone and call you, wish you a happy birthday and make plans to celebrate. It's so hard... Continue Reading →
It's 2:00 AM. I can't sleep. I'm afraid to sleep. I'm afraid to close my eyes. I'm afraid of what will when happen when I do. I'm afraid of having another dream of you dying. I've had two of these dreams, in the past week. They've shaken my soul. Survivor's guilt. Sibling guilt. I've read... Continue Reading →
The Girl with the Dinosaur Tattoo 