I think I knew it was getting bad again when
My hours at work were higher then sleep and my free time combined.
I threw on whatever clothes I could find, not caring if they were clean or dirty.
Or maybe it was when I wanted to call the suicide hotline.
Or when I decided I needed more then just a therapy appointment.
YOU ARE READING
The Things I Never Said Out Loud
PoetryThe thoughts and words that no one besides myself have heard or said. I started this book at 19, a couple months after I went through the worst breakup of my life. I continues to write it during what had been the worst and best summer of my life, su...
