Thoughts are not facts.

CONTENT WARNING: Discussion of death, suicide and suicidal ideation. Please be gentle with yourself and consider not reading if you are sensitive to these topics. I still find it incredibly jarring every time the thought crosses my mind. ‘I wish I was dead’. It comes and goes with such indifference and apathy that sometimes I … Continue reading Thoughts are not facts. →

Learning to look at pain.

I’m not sure what my intention was when I started writing this post. I think I had reached a level of exacerbation with my pain and just wanted to find some way of expunging the fucked-up feelings of shame and guilt I associate with my pain. I constantly question my relationship with my own physical … Continue reading Learning to look at pain. →