I’m Exhausted, Beyond Belief

My brain. My heart. My body. In complete and utter exhaustion. I called my pill pusher to see if I could up my Zoloft by 25mg. He concurred. 75mg down the hatch. The attacks have commenced On a daily basis--without bias. My chest feels compressed And predominately over stressed. Stomach aches. Back aches. Heart aches--... Continue Reading →

Xanax at 3 a.m.

I far surpassed my twenty-four hours without Xanax Again. But now I am insomniatic to an exponential Extent. I can't get all the pressures off my character's chest Again. It's a revolving door of inadequacy--I can't Prevent. I've been impaled with all consuming transgressions that Assume I won't be able to weather the demonic despair... Continue Reading →

Social Media Frenzy

It's such a weird itch-- I continue to scratch. And like after like Follow after follow I smile and retract My previous conditions. Selfies ensue. Four varying Personalities: Facebook: Frenemies. Instagram: Desperately. Twitter: Politically. WordPress...? Understandably. Now I have social media anxiety.

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