I Slept with Depression…

I Slept with Depression…

Sleeping with depression was the biggest mistake, and also the best decision of my life. I know he’s not in love with me. He’s just using me. I’m that crazy girl who keeps sleeping with the guy she’s in love with and then cries about it but then repeats the process again.
How My Prescription Drug Abuse Chained Me to Self-Harm

How My Prescription Drug Abuse Chained Me to Self-Harm

There’s no stigma around prescription medication; it isn’t considered a vice like alcohol, cigarettes, or marijuana. Still, refusing to recognise the demon of addiction doesn’t mean it isn’t perched on your back. I lost sleep, gained weight, and intentionally started hurting myself, leading to a spiral of self-loathing.
DIY Happiness

DIY Happiness

The internet made me think that with enough pig-headedness, I could crack depression like a mathematical equation. But after a few hundred articles, I'm more miserable than ever.
Does December Make You Blue? Or Is It Just Me?

Does December Make You Blue? Or Is It Just Me?

Decembers and I just don’t get along. While you’re giving thanks for all the silver linings of the year, I’m hypnotised by the dark clouds. Like a show reel of the lowest points of my year — an almost debilitating heartbreak, every missed opportunity, and my most acute failures — that’re playing on loop in my mind.