December 2011
3 posts
I feel bad even posting this on here
So it’s my last night home before I move out - room is eerily empty. Feel so so very anxious. Need cuddles so so bad. Dad’s been at a training conference today - he was always going to be coming home late but something felt oddly familiar about him being out without the car. Earlier I had flashbacks I seldom have of my childhood - ones I’ve spent a very long time trying to deal...
a sky of diamonds, just for us
There is something quite special about being up at 5.30am.
Something a little, different about the air.
Almost like you are completely aware that this air is the air of a new day, a new start.
This is new air, unbreathed by most.
It’s the only time of day you can see everything.
Sun rays bursting through the red clouds,
rising mist off dirt piles,
condensation collected on every...
So I think the worst part about not being on medication (other than tense situations in movies making you way more anxious than necessary) is when you and your boyfriend disagree and you can’t turn to them to feel better and you’re sitting here loosing your shit because you just can’t deal with that added stress. The panic attacks are so much more intense now, harder to hide,...