I’m also a mental health advocate and a devotee of early 2000s blogging. Here you’ll find updates on my writing; raw journal entries about mental health, creativity, self-improvement, and relationships; plus the occasional poem or flash fiction.
[Content warning: discussion of heavy mental illness and the pandemic.] As “the new normal” becomes a buzz phrase, I think about how none of this is new or normal for me.
Nearly three years ago, I met a boy who didn’t feel things. He was strange, and I liked strange people.
Baby Apple’s dreams, anxieties, pursuits, and the way she persists into the present. (Originally posted on Substack.)
As I battle my fear of being seen, here are some excerpts from letters I wrote and never published. (Originally posted on Substack.)
A flash fiction piece about stolen memories. Written for Flash Fiction Friday’s prompt “Crystallized” (#FFF 225) and part of the Makoltaverse library.
Oversharing little griefs again: the only pathway I know into writing again. (Originally posted on Substack.)
A journal entry that turned into a rant that turned into a poem about executive dysfunction.
In response to an Isolation Journals prompt, I’m thinking about an on-again off-again friend I was wrong about.
A Halloween-meets-depressive-episode list about returning from the dark place.
Last night I dreamed I went to Manderley again. Though by Manderley, I mean Mahooz: the last neighborhood I lived in before leaving Bahrain.