It’s #worldmentalhealthday and the past year has been the most informed year of mental health for me.
Tag Archives: grief
loss is a loss of words
you realize the full depth of how many words you have
when you can’t say them to someone
two hours and thirty-five minutes
It can take two hours and thirty-five minutes of driving to mentally unpack two weeks.
songwriting and snotting all over myself
I stumbled onto an old Dropbox account full of photos and memories from the past that took me out at the knees.
forgotten storyline
My first reaction to the realization was shock; a pang. I didn’t remember writing that part of the note.
