words

One of the most magical things in the world is words. They are how things begin and also how they end. Whether it’s through books, music, poems, or even just talking—words are everything. They make you mad, sad, happy, thankful—they just make you feel. That plays a huge part in why I love writing soContinue reading “words”

It’s 3am

My sweater rests on my body, wet with tears from my most recent breakdown. I can’t feel the moisture, but I can see it now that I’m staring myself down in the mirror. It’s 3am. “Stop. Stop this,” I manage to whisper, barely audible. “This isn’t helping. This won’t change anything. Worrying doesn’t change anything.Continue reading “It’s 3am”