You’re weak. Punish yourself. The voice in my head was giving off the first signs of a psychotic break. I couldn’t ignore it, it was too strong and insistent. I had to act; I couldn’t control it. I ran to the bathroom and grabbed the razor. Bringing it to my forearm, I started my daily … Continue reading Tandem (Short Story)
When the world seems a sublime set of suggestions,one may wonder:what does it mean to separate reality from fiction;mythology from history;Subjectivity from objectivity? Is the universe only a chaotic set of cause-effect forces,architects of both life and thoughts?To what must I entrust my existence? If I exist,and it is not ontologically wrong to define thus … Continue reading Existential Doubts
Sometimes you can't plan everything. I like walking places, but not being alone and often try to make plans so that I arrive right on time to meet someone walking there. Of course, many things can go wrong. Today I had plans with two friends: one cancelled last minute, the other arrived an hour late. … Continue reading Yesterday I didn’t give in… We can do it
Panicking is the natural result of anxiety. Imagine a fibonacci spiral, at the beginning you have the seeds of anxiety. Let's say these seeds proceed and manage to complete a whole three cycles, you are therefore three cycles closer to panic and feel three times more anxious... and so on. At a certain point (for … Continue reading How NOT to NOT Panic
I call it agony because I myself don't know how to define it. Short breath, a pressing feeling on my chest suffocating me; the feeling of hopelessness, kind of. A feeling so devastating it wracks my body, leaving me feeling somehow emotionally splintered. My muscles feel heavy, moving is out of question, as if the … Continue reading Agony
As of right now I realize that this is a particularly hot topic which is why I decided to publish this article. With the protests going on in the United States (and not only), there is a lot of attention oriented towards police violence, abuse of power and racial discrimination. Unfortunately, spraying tear gas on … Continue reading Black lives matter: and so does their mental health
After a very strong and long period of idealisation, I found myself in the opposite position with my partner: devaluation. I feel hurt, upset and alone. I know I shouldn't, yet I do. This is an adaptation of lyrics to a rap song I wrote, turned into poem, that expresses how I and many people … Continue reading Devaluation
I wrote this after one of the many panic attacks I had during lockdown. I hope you enjoy. She tried to take a deep breath, only to find it felt like a thousand needles pricking her lungs. Her head felt heavy, eyes droopy, as the sought after high kicked in.She was in excruciating pain. Not … Continue reading A panic Attack – Short Story
This illustration is dedicated to Alec Benjamin's song: "My mind is a prison". I find this song very relatable and hope you enjoy the illustration. "I don't live in California, I'll inform you, that's not where I reside.I'm just a tenant, paying rent inside this body and I,got two windows and those windows, well I'll … Continue reading “My mind is a prison”
This morning I went to an outlet complex with my mother. It was an altogether good experience (though I must say, crowded too) and I acquired a lot of nice clothes and shoes such as a pair of canvas sketchers and Desigual jeans. The weather was nice and the sky was promising. The forecast not … Continue reading An attempt at (dysfunctional) independence!
How NOT to be functional 