Think before you speak: Damaging phrases used at depressives

I've just conducted a little experiment, out of curiosity. I just put down the phone after a conversation with my mother. As I always do after these sorts of conversations with her, I felt fuzzy and more down and a bit dissociated. This time was different in that I had a notebook and pen with... Continue Reading →

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A Social Media Failure

I tried to win at YouTube but no one liked my stuff, I tried Instagramming but my art's not good enough. I attempted blogging but had nothing much to say, Plus all my decent posts were depressing anyway. Facebook just got too much, I had to leave it be When I saw my ex having... Continue Reading →

Decorating Decision Disorder

N.B. None of the images in this article are original, apart from the one of my books- if you want to find them, and more about them, they are all pinned to my Pinterest board, Home Decor Inspiration. I love a dark, moody, dramatic interior. I love a bright, white, Scandinavian-inspired interior. I love a... Continue Reading →

In an ideal world

Here's what my ideal school would look like (it's probably incredibly naive and unreasonable, but I'm indulging in fantasy here) :- Have students elect their own group of 'governor' students who would then be responsible for the school (new ones each term so everyone gets a chance.) The governors would work alongside the teachers and... Continue Reading →

So Completely Done.

I’m so bored with ‘popular girl’ blogs.‘Oh look at us, we’re so positive, light-hearted, accomplished, thin, beautiful, rich and HEY WE’RE ONLY 23 AND YOU CAN ACHIEVE THIS TOO! What, you haven’t achieved this? It’s your fault, you’re not being positive enough. Read our Top Ten Lists of How to Achieve Absolutely Anything, Drink more... Continue Reading →

Moving on is impossible

Over half a year. The modern world says I should have moved on. I should be ecstatic to be single and enthusiastically embracing my new life. I cannot. Every time I hear your name, every time I see your picture, the tears begin anew. I cry for the loss of the future we could have... Continue Reading →

Despair

I draw nothing but beautiful faces and figures. My own is showing the signs of age. I was never beautiful, and I defy all those who would tell me otherwise. What I was was pretty. Pretty enough to get by, and certainly photogenic. I'm still photogenic. I can take a nice picture in a decent... Continue Reading →

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