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[Original Fiction] I Don't Know what is this even

A dollar, a dollar, a dollar for a collar.

Wet moist patters across the asphalt street, like the asphalt where you looked at her.

What she really wanted to say was, why do you keep on looking at me like that? 1,251 more words

Original Fiction

the killing sun

It’s near 3am and I keep smelling the snow outside the sunroom in this picture.  I took it one morning in my Chicago apartment, a morning I watched happen.   318 more words

All Dark

I don’t want to live anymore

It is too painful

These stupid, empty-sounding words

I stood with a handful of pills today

Contemplating

I almost put them all in my mouth at once

Then my cat meowed

Poetry

Blog for Mental Health 2014

I have spent a couple of weeks thinking about what I wanted to write about in my ‘Blog for Mental Health 2014’ post. Being in pain has crystallised that for me, and what I’m writing about is not quite what I expected. 832 more words

BPD

Mother

My mother recently made attempts to interlope in my personal relationship with my estranged wife. In a public forum no less. For completely inexplicable reasons of her own she went digging through my wife’s facebook and found one of my posts on her wall from last November. 2,733 more words

Bipolar II

Eat Less, Exercise More

love for myself
obsession
hate
a never ending cycle
this is ripping and tearing me apart
why cant I overcome?
isnt good always supposed to defeat evil? 59 more words

Poetry

Dear diary

According to Cat, I look absolutely exhausted.  And I am.  But I’m also completely saturated with anger and grief.  Cat really thinks I need to find a way to have some respite.   391 more words

Bourbon