There is something so solid and comforting about the unfolding of reality sometimes.
I probably won’t sleep very well tonight.
But every day over the past few weeks I have become progressively less invested in the idea that I exist within some kind of expectation.… Read the rest
Category: reflections on psychosis
at the root
I thought it was trauma, but I think it is mainly pharmacological – like most of my relational ailments.… Read the rest