Category: mental health
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i get by with a little help from my friends
i’ve spent more time than not oscillating between ambivalence and hatred toward my body so accepting it as my home was only a recent decision. it doesn’t need a physical descriptor; it’s not good or bad. it just is (and more). it’s made sharing my body with others easier. fucking a stranger in the backseat…
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panicking at the disco
“you are loved. you are safe. you are cared for,” i say as i toy with the shell charm on my necklace. i wish i got my necklace because it symbolized good fortune. but truthfully, i thought it was cute. i wish i was ok. i wish i weren’t having another panic attack. i had…
