mental health journey
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I used to live in this house, its windows shattered, paint chipped, aged wallpaper bearing witness to years of arguments and tears. Doors slammed shut, wood pieces covering the panels, Falling apart like dried petals of a wilted rose on the counter. Within this house, memories intertwined with heartache over the years, I stood outside,…
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Relax. đWeâre not starting with a psychiatric hold. Weâre starting with Sunday night traffic, customer service phone calls, and the fact that my password requirements now apparently need a blood sample and ancient prophecy to log into anything. Because honestly?The older I get, the more I understand that quote less in a dramatic âstanding on…
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People love saying âyou canât blame your parents foreverâ as if childhood magically stops affecting your nervous system once you pay taxes. The truth is, some wounds donât disappear with age. You just get better at carrying them while pretending youâre fine in the Walmart checkout line. đ
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This is late. But I needed time to process someone elseâs brain. Failed miserably. So wrote this to detox the failure. Letâs just get this out of the way: This goes for any holiday. If you havenât spoken to me in six months, donât pop up on Christmas like weâre good. Donât do it. Donât…
The Ink Chapel 