Note: This book will be on hold until further notice, whenever I get a break from all my college work :/
I've been struggling for a while now, but I never thought it would get this bad. I never thought it would get to the point that I didn't want to exist at all.
I lay in bed for hours on end, staring at the wall and wondering where it all went wrong.
I can't find joy in anything anymore. I can't eat or shower or pull myself out of bed every morning. The days blur together and the floor spins when I stand up. My head aches constantly.
I'm slowly pushing people away and blaming it all on them, even though I know it's not their fault. I'm trying so hard to act like I'm okay, even though I'm far from it.
It's getting bad again, and this time I don't know how to stop it.
"So I will try, try, try to breathe / Till it turns to muscle memory / I'm only steady on my knees / But one day, I'll stand on my own two feet" - Son, Sleeping At Last
A book of poems I've written depicting the healing process.
"Healing comes and goes in waves, and today, it all seems to be crashing down."
TW/CW: discusses anxiety and depression.
My life has alway been surrounded by people that love each other but never around people who truly love me. Growing up the youngest boy of a family of 6 boys and a single mom hasn't been easy. My life hasn't always been picture perfect being the only brother with a different dad hasn't been easy. After all my brother fathers died my mom was destroyed and met my dad she had me and they broke up. My dad lives in london and my mom lives in america so for a big part of my life I lived with my dad but when I started high school I moved to live with my mom for a better life and that's when I joined this chaotic family as an outsider and a foreigner.
Keeping to myself I got close to my brothers but never close enough. Being an outcast is all I ever will be a broody outcast the quiet pothead that you should stay away from and that one brother whos always lonely and by himself. All my brothers have girlfriends and my ma has my step dad and I have no one and that's fine because I don't believe in love and when they all get their heartbroken they can't blame anyone but themselves.
Moving to a new city has never been easy for me. My dads in the army so it's just me and mom moving from new York to California isn't gonna be easy moving to a new high school is never a good idea but if it means a fresh start from my past I'll do anything to run away from it.