Mental Health

On a Good Day

photo by Lucas Feola Anxiety in My Head and Fear in My Bed Tuesday Morning Thoughts This morning, my eyes gazed up at the blank ceiling above me. I noticed each line between the panels and the little details- the specks of paint and tiny cracks making up the bigger picture. My body laid limpContinue reading “On a Good Day”

Phoenix Medicine

Moving Forward from The Past and Knowing Who You Are Now You can come back from anything,the Phoenix rises from its ashes,burns its past in the wake and when it turns its head in fury to peek,nothing remains. The Phoenix is the opposite of its past,acknowledging the misfortunes and the blessings,but no longer exists inContinue reading “Phoenix Medicine”

Shelter in Place

Art by Clutch Cabin Staying Positive During Quarantine In high school, my global studies teacher would assign songs to his students. He’d play one of the tunes at the beginning of class and you’d have to guess if it was yours. On my day, there played a cheerful 90s jam from his computer speakers. IContinue reading “Shelter in Place”

Don’t Wake Me Up

The summer between eighth grade and freshman year of high school marked a point of great change in my life. My parents had just recently gotten divorced. My self esteem was extremely low and I struggled with self image- I obsessed over having a ‘thigh gap’ and being thin. I’d count my calories and startedContinue reading “Don’t Wake Me Up”

Crying Over Spilled Milk

photo by Clutch Cabin In September, I got into my first car accident. I wasn’t distracted when it happened, but it was my fault. I was coming out of a jughandle, looking into oncoming traffic, and smacked the bumper of the car in front of me. I tried to approach the owner of the vehicle,Continue reading “Crying Over Spilled Milk”

Anxiety Diaries

photo by Clutch Cabin Anxiety…She feels like a long lost friend now, a friend who I had distanced myself from. Our relationship wasn’t healthy and it was time to break ties. It’s almost hard to believe that just a year ago, she was making daily visits to my door, creeping her way in, attaching herselfContinue reading “Anxiety Diaries”