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
A little message to all who are struggling with a relapse.
If you're suffering: get help. I did this morning, it worked.
This was written to try and express my thought processes as I fell into this trap and relapsed over and over again. Unfortunately it was a very heartfelt piece. --- She's telling me she knows how to fix me. She's whispering into my ear, sweet words of hope. She's promising numbness, absence of pain. She's … Continue reading Anorexia: whisperings
She crawled around in the dark, trying aimlessly to find her bearings in the ever spinning surroundings. Blinded, she fell hard to the ground when a table seemed to take a sharp turn left. Nonetheless, she kept crawling. She found a door and pried it open with her foot, dragging herself out of the room. She found … Continue reading Hope
How NOT to be functional 