It is a little tease, Along with a little dread, The sinking feeling that is, dying to be fed, By the endless infernal hope and inces...
Showing posts with label Diary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diary. Show all posts
She returns.
Hello you wonderful internet people! What is this? A post? From yours truly? Believe me when I say this, I'm just as shocked a...
Low shoulders.
Dear Ireland, It's currently the beginning of March and I have to be honest, I haven't really graced the start of this month in the...
My movement = Happiness.
If you've been following me or my posts for quite a long time, you will be aware that I have never fully accepted that I am out of the w...
The minds in your bed.
Dear Ireland, I’m writing in you again; I hope that isn’t too much to ask. I know that seems like a peculiar thing to write down, esp...
February, who knew?
14:41 Well, January has already escaped my grasp and I don't deny the pleasure of it at all. This past month has been both negati...
Farewell 2015.
Well ladies and gents, the year 2015 has bid us a very good day; now the real question is, how can we accurately describe this following tim...
Mumford & Sons.
29 th November 2015-11-30 Is it real, post gig depression? It would be a difficult concept for a great deal of people; I’ve se...
November.
Ireland, I've lately been in stuck in a lingo situation. I don't want to lie and say I haven't visited my blog numerous times...
Entry #4: Viewpoints.
Family and friends do halt your recovery. * It’s with slow time that I’m beginning to realize, people have always perceiv...
An entirely new perspective.
Every Thursday, I spend my mornings arriving at the same building which is situated around 20 minutes away from my house; this is my CBT...
Dear Ireland, this is London. ( PART 1.)
How does it feel being able to type this? Truly, rather exciting. Already I have written down some words that erupted in my mind; these...
London.
18.09 My eyes are sunken, and I'm picking at the skin on my right thumb. I stare at nothing, although I hear absolute...
I know I'm going to be ok.
It feels utterly bizarre to type this; not to mention I feel utterly and completely liberated by the fact I can now complete these words and...
Dear Ireland,
Where do I begin? How about I explain about the fact that the reason I have been so MIA lately, is because well I've needed to be out o...
365.
'' How do I accurately describe myself at this particular moment, whilst my legs almost break due to the chaos I'm in? Time. It...
30.06.15
Strength. Courage. Confidence. It now all seems so near and beneath my fingers. Do I fear this? No, I take a deep breath and say ...
Dear Ireland,
I'm going to be honest, these past couple of weeks I have noticed my silence and I shall tell you that it's mostly because things h...
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