Birdseed

Looking back now, I know I had been depressed as a kid. I think it probably started at around the age of ten. I don’t remember if there was a life-changing event that happened then, or if maybe that was just the point when my brain didn’t know how to function anymore. Yes, there were [...]

Cuckoo’s Nest

He found me sitting next to one of the payphones in the common lobby, crying over an ex-boyfriend with whom I’d just had a less-than-stellar conversation. It had only been a couple of days since I’d admitted myself into the lockdown unit of a mental health hospital on the outskirts of Chicago. I was still [...]

Wastelands

Saturday, August 23, 2008
Day 12 on Lexapro.
10:49 pm
11:30am ~ Today I am sitting here, allowing my mind go to the Wastelands again because I have too much time on my hands. At the same time, I’m all anxious because I feel like this is the only free day I have to get everything done.
And [...]