Today's my 23rd birthday. I'm in bed with Honeya, it's nice. Peaceful. It's a bit after 8 in the morning, I met my friends at midnight. It was nice. Her and I have spent the night in a haze of love, of all kinds. She's in my arms, asleep. So adorable, her little sounds, her … Continue reading 23
Category: MEDITATIONS
84: insecurity
I've been writing this since about 15 or 20 days, I can't even remember at this point. This is the longest I haven't posted in. It's almost been a month at this point. There's parts of this that were written then, and there's parts I'm writing now. Though it really doesn't matter which is which. … Continue reading 84: insecurity
83: The Path I’m Choosing.
Alright. It's taken me a few minutes to just figure out what to title this post. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=szQdvAzGNwE It seems impossible to think I'm writing this, but if I don't seek the clarity I need to right now. I'll fuck some shit up REALLY BAD. Over the past 5 or 6 days, since Thursday night. I've … Continue reading 83: The Path I’m Choosing.
82: Drowning
It's hard when your sinking and no one there to pull you up. When the only way to not drown is to swim, and hope you make it out. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_WTHkBuqbg I finished this project I've been working on for the past 7 days, and I gave the couple a happy ending. As per the clients' … Continue reading 82: Drowning
81: If I Die – i die trying
I really don't know how to start these anymore. I don't have any reason to write anymore. The words I've written had for such a long time been conversational that now that there's nothing to say - I have nothing to write. https://youtu.be/WhFJllWQUT4 I don't want to talk about my day, my weird drive through … Continue reading 81: If I Die – i die trying
80: The Next Chapter
I've been struggling to find a title for this post. I was about to title it 'I wish I had the words to title this.' This one will be a bit heavy, probably. https://youtu.be/1afd7nFeT-Q I have been doing a bit of research into writing styles, I'm literally taking a writing style quiz right now, before … Continue reading 80: The Next Chapter
79: the end of chapter 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HaMq2nn5ac0 I drove all around the city with a friend today. I haven't done that in over a couple years at the very least. What you may think was pointless driving, was in fact exactly what was needed for this change. I drove from my place, 13 KMs to North Nazimabad, then from there we … Continue reading 79: the end of chapter 2
78: Bloom
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5I79eakR8E I don't like the direction this blog is headed. It's become a place where I rant more than I observe, evaluate and repair. I don't like that at all. I think it's time that it blooms, it blossoms into someting more than the mumblings of my misery. My mental health has been fluctuating quite … Continue reading 78: Bloom
77: I’ve been lying
It's occured to me that I've been lying about something this whole time. I'd say that's the reason I'm up at 5:30 in the morning, writing. That would be a lie, too. I can't sleep, which led to me overthinking, like always. Somewhere amongst all that thinking though was the realisation that I've been acting … Continue reading 77: I’ve been lying
76: they say love is pain
There's this beautiful song from this movie collateral beauty. The song's called Let's Hurt Tonight by One Republic. Before I start this post on how my senses are failing me, and I'm feeling less and less like this world is real. I'll share a short story. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8wGN7D03Nho I remember when this movie came out in … Continue reading 76: they say love is pain
75: no one but myself
I'm inching closer to 100 posts on Meditations, almost 200 in total. Think they might come at the same time. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SssfR6gMSWQ It's about 4 AM, and I was just scrolling through my youtube suggestions, after binging a bumch of Graham Norton clips. Amongst all the UFC, Comedy, and Cooking videos, there was this song. So … Continue reading 75: no one but myself
74: goals and i
let's do this then. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AxweUMdiYao For a couple years now I've been writing in a diary. Since 2017 I think. I don't know the first entry in the ones I have on me right now is Feb 2018. The blogging did begin before the diaries, so I've always been slightly comfortable sharing things in public. … Continue reading 74: goals and i
73: i wasn’t the only happiness – or something like that
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U4Km0M9x4Bg There's this persistent thought, one I can't seem to shake. One regarding my happiness. A week or so ago, I'm not too sure, time's a bit blurry, I spoke to someone, and it was in relation to my happiness in the past. I often find myself at the same crossroads that conversation left me. … Continue reading 73: i wasn’t the only happiness – or something like that
72: A letter to death
For an entity that might not exist beyond biology, you're one hell of a sob story. I always thought you'd speak to me in English when you reap me. After a lot of experiences, I've realised that it won't be through language we will communicate, it'll be through fear. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0rflghuHtg8 I've begun to learn and … Continue reading 72: A letter to death
71: Defense Mechanism(s)
Today's the day it happens. Today we talk about my Narcissism. oof. This guy Narcissus basically looked into a body of water and saw his reflection and realised that he's it. He's the only one he can love, cause no one else compared. Alright, so I definitely don't feel like that, I mean I don't … Continue reading 71: Defense Mechanism(s)
70: i finally feel jealous
I have very mixed feelings about writing this, after a long time I'm writing to solve rather than to be heard. So excuse me as I attempt to talk about shit in excruciating detail, and be as honest as possible in an attempt to get on with my life. I've found myself at a place … Continue reading 70: i finally feel jealous
69: Graduation
3 years ago today, I graduated from college. I'd share a picture but I deleted them all in an attempt to forget that part of my life. I've had a crazy day. Legit made a massive checklist last night at 6AM and actually managed to get through most of it. I mean I did the … Continue reading 69: Graduation
68: Travels #3 Home?
I'd like to start by saying I'm back. Not at all what I expected it to be, there's so much shit. Fuck. I started this about 12 hours ago, but it's 5:07 AM and I'm getting back to it. I just rearranged everything in my room. It's pretty tiny, but after living in uni accommodations … Continue reading 68: Travels #3 Home?
67: Goodbye?
Sweather Weather slowed Goodbyes are hard, I am insanely scared of uncertainty and I've been exposed to so much of it today. Waking up to go get cartons and pick my mom a ring up was a good move, I could've left it for the last day but I'm glad I wrapped everything up. Hopefully … Continue reading 67: Goodbye?
66: Un(be)known
I had a few posts in my drafts, this one, another labeled Hey Little Baby - Dope Lemon, and Dream. I added dream this morning, dope lemon had been there for a couple weeks, and this one had been there since 3 or 4 days. So I'll merge them all together I guess. This is … Continue reading 66: Un(be)known
65: a,b and C
Hinder - Lips of An Angel - https://youtu.be/RiSfTyrvJlg I chose this song cause of a memory. I already know what I'm writing about, but I wanted you to listen this as you read this. I don't like writing posts about why I write, or how I began to write, and more shit that feels like … Continue reading 65: a,b and C
64: Memo(i)r-y
Often times I think I'll find myself writing a memoir, something spectacular. I don't assume nor even slightly believe my literary skills are sufficient enough to write something spectacular, but that's the point right? We learn. Though my greatest fear is not being able to connect to my own memories . https://youtu.be/SLrqm8F7TgM Recently, I think … Continue reading 64: Memo(i)r-y
63: One year ago today
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vjSrWX7_7BY - Jaden - PCH ft. Willow Smith Sometimes I don't even know how to start. Around just about the 10th or 11th of June 2019, I had returned back home from Canterbury. Though what I expected to be home, was actually just packages, drywall, and empty spaces. These empty spaces used to be filled … Continue reading 63: One year ago today
62: What do I even say?
https://youtu.be/gFHtdYfSENk Last night, around 2 am on the 16th of June, I found myself writing. I was starting the cold/mess post I think. Writing has been hard as of late, every word is confusing. I usually find myself writing at this time of the night, it's just about 3 am at this point. This is … Continue reading 62: What do I even say?
61: Acceptance
https://youtu.be/MUmjKCjeu1A It's too easy. Thinking is inherently just easier than acting. I'll begin this with a few harsh realities. One of which, maybe the most fundamental one: someone dealing with depression should not be with someone who deals with a form of depression. Recently, I'd been reading quite a bit on this, not just for … Continue reading 61: Acceptance
60: Better
After "lost without you", it's hard to even write this. It's not that I feel lost without anyone, I'm lost in general due to a lack of purposelessness. It's just that you appreciate things, once they are gone. It's a sad truth. https://youtu.be/i_WTHkBuqbg I was recently giving it a lot of thought, if I could … Continue reading 60: Better
59: jealousy and i
https://youtu.be/glfTU-LjE50 https://youtu.be/uWeqeQkjLto Hmm. I don't know how to start this. I got the idea for it when I was sitting outside on the couch in the common area, completely wrecked, on a couple hours of sleep (the kind where your eyes are kinda open), I had to sit outside it was time for the weekly … Continue reading 59: jealousy and i
58: Tabah
Tabah is the urdu word for undone. Whether it is a building that has collapsed, or whether it is an emotional implosion, tabah applies. This blog to a great deal has been a compilation of my most tabah moments. Why do I feel like I'm tabah in this very moment, because I was reading a … Continue reading 58: Tabah
57: writing on the wall
"Growth is an uncomfortable process, and pain is a necessary investment for progress." - D Smoke https://youtu.be/U-v0_RK6zSc https://youtu.be/8jzDnsjYv9A The first link is of my most listened to song of post summer 2018,2019 and maybe 2020. The second is my a musician who was probably my most listened to artist in 2015. I hadn't heard his … Continue reading 57: writing on the wall
56: Anime and I
How can I even start this, it's a big one. Recently I discovered this blog, and it had a post on it; one about anime. I read it extensively, how one person can be so affected by a medium that is so obviously unreal. I related to it, more than I would you'd think haha. … Continue reading 56: Anime and I
55: trying too much
I rarely listen to this band by choice, but I'm listening to this right now https://youtu.be/luHTVhECmWQ. Last night a friend called me, someone I hadn't connected with since nearly a month or two. She's the only one I can be honest with, there's no bias, no sides, no intentions, no ulterior motives, like there usually … Continue reading 55: trying too much
54: why it’s easier living in the past
I suppose the best way I can have you fully understand is by asking you to first put this on. https://youtu.be/BZ6D9SEvBHs Today, I had a conversation with a friend, and we spoke of how I got him into working out back in 2015. But what we mainly did was reminisce, remember the Wednesdays at dominoes, … Continue reading 54: why it’s easier living in the past
53: letting thought flow
There's this song called 27 by Colson Baker. More or less it's about writing, creating, making music without inspiration, whilst maintaining the constant disconnect to your own work. The past few weeks, I've posted quite a lot. So much so that some times I find myself disconnected from what I write, I find it to … Continue reading 53: letting thought flow
52: a conversation with our friend Jin Baba
He and I have been friends since before I can imagine, I mean since before youtube existed... it's a bit. He and I spoke today, we rarely get into deep conversation, I suppose today might have been the first time I spoke to him about things I hadn't spoken to anyone about. This conversation was … Continue reading 52: a conversation with our friend Jin Baba
51: a photo frame
I just finished giving a psychology paper on depression, bi-polar disorder and how heart break is a rising cause for most teens to be depressed. I genuinely kinda felt attacked, cause like a question was like Chris was about to become an engineer and then he became a philosophy student and got himself a nice … Continue reading 51: a photo frame
50: n/a
I've been ransacking by brain trying to figure out what to call this one, it's a big deal, it's the 50th and I'm a softie. At first I was gonna call it C, or K, or M, or An open letter to an ex, or letting go to grow, or making tough decisions, or it's … Continue reading 50: n/a
49: All The Things I’d Tell You
I've been insanely self critical lately, constantly telling myself that I'm a piece of shit, that I'm a delusional narcissist incapable of even loving himself, that I, in essence have just failed at everything I ever set to accomplish, everything I once accomplished. An idea I just had haha while listening to Say Something led … Continue reading 49: All The Things I’d Tell You
48: Apathy
A reoccurring theme in my life is the inability to feel. Though at this moment, I'm thinking that my apathy might not be apathy, but just helplessness. I can't remember much of my past, I feel like I've misplaced those memories, from 2015 onwards it all seems like one massive haze, a haze better not … Continue reading 48: Apathy
47: A Letter to Love
There's this fascinating guy named Miles Carter on youtube, if you ever get a chance you should check him out. I'm sure he's got something for you. In all honesty I've been meaning to write an open letter for almost a year now, but rather than making it out to one person, I'd like to … Continue reading 47: A Letter to Love
46: Ego//Purpose//Rewards
Ah, there was a time where my decisions were based on ego, so ridiculously yet perceived so profoundly. My purpose, further extended through the ego; to be respected, to be admired, to be more than the other. Ultimately, the reward? A realisation, one that makes every decision I've made entirely worth it. That I am … Continue reading 46: Ego//Purpose//Rewards
45: Moving on//Giving up
What's the difference? I started writing this two days ago, in the middle of the day. I left for I think a sesh, maybe something else, I don't know, don't leave for anything else anymore. I'll get into it. There's a difference in moving on and giving up, the fundamental difference being one is positive … Continue reading 45: Moving on//Giving up
44: Wanting more
I had to tap my head against a wall, just to regain focus. I'm pretty foggy right now. Just an hour ago, we were in a friends room and Timmie came on, randomly on the speaker. IDK is was tell me why im waiting, It just brought up a thought right now when I was … Continue reading 44: Wanting more
43: Loss
I've experienced quite a bit of loss, some taken from me by the forces of nature and the others by my own hand. Today is an especially hard day. I received a message this morning, of course I was asleep until what's now the afternoon, but the message was a reminder that today is my … Continue reading 43: Loss
42: if you decide to leave someone
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7US56N9HZI&feature=share You will find yourself lost in a world without themBut you will healAnd in time,You will realise you are living without the one you thought you couldn't without. I don't know why and how youtube decided to suggest this video to me, but honest to God it could not have come at a better … Continue reading 42: if you decide to leave someone
41: My Relationship with Music
A list of just about 12 songs could potentially map out my entire conscious life. I suppose the most ironic part is most of them weren't ones I stumbled across, but were songs those from my past life forced me to listen to. The others few? Those I found trying to forget the same people, … Continue reading 41: My Relationship with Music
40: An Apology
Am I better or is all the growth a facade? Whenever I find myself listening to slater's slowed and reverbed music I always wonder what I'm doing with my life, I don't think the music has anything to do with per se but rather I think its just a coincidAnce. I'm just listening to Jungle … Continue reading 40: An Apology
39: Red
A fear of commitment. A fear of acceptance. A fear of intimacy. Even as I write this at 1:23 in the morning, completely faded, I find myself listening to 'Somebody to Love' on repeat. Whilst writing this, I am conscious of what exactly I'm allowing myself to feel. I didn't realise that I ran away … Continue reading 39: Red
38: Home
The thought of a place I belong, or a place I could unequivocally call home, has been on my mind quite a lot these days. Some years ago, home was an amulgation of a few places, a few feelings; those of comfort and certainty. Home was off tipu sultan road; a family that had dinner … Continue reading 38: Home
37: Euphoria
why doesn't instant gratification make it all go away. I've really been thinking about adopting a taoist lifestyle, like adopting the belief in reverting back to a pure form of existence by dis-impressioning every mark life has left on me. But I constantly try and fill my days and nights with instant gratification, clouds of … Continue reading 37: Euphoria
36: A Breath
Today I woke up completely hopeless. It's a tough morning when I find myself waking at 4pm, tired and exhausted. Upset at myself for not caring that I missed my classes. To be honest, I've grown used to mornings like that, or afternoons even nights. What happened today, that I at this point did not … Continue reading 36: A Breath
35: An Important Realisation
I think I've figured out where it all it went to shit. Several years ago, somewhere in late January I lost my uncle. He was assasinated, I don't want to get into the details of the event itself, but rather the proccessing of the event. I remember how I found out, my mother was watching … Continue reading 35: An Important Realisation
34: Finding Hope
It's been an entire day-long struggle trying to write this, but I feel as if I need to. There's this song that causes me a lot of grief when I listen to it, it's called 3:00 AM by Finding Hope, the last time I heard it I caused my ex a lot of grief, it … Continue reading 34: Finding Hope
33: Hope
This is meant to be the introduction in a three-part series that will follow an approach I hope to take as I move on from my current perception of the world to a better one. "To be is to be perceived" - Berkeley.I do not for one agree with all of our Bishops' claims, but … Continue reading 33: Hope
32: Running from What?
I wrote a poem last night, inspired by The Haunts.It was my first attempt at writing completely free flow, it took about 10 minutes and I don't plan on redrafting. This is my interpretation and why I wrote it. I really can't think a title, it's been two days now since I begun to write … Continue reading 32: Running from What?
31: Addicted to Dependence // Why.
"If everything around you seems dark, look around you may be the light" - Rumi I don't know but I can't fall asleep again, I think the insomnia is back. I haven't slept a relevant amount in the past few days, usually from all the addictions. Staying up late making it hard to think clearly, … Continue reading 31: Addicted to Dependence // Why.
30: It’s My Soul. It Isn’t Yours Anymore.
This one's for me, the thoughts I need to express. This isn't going to be an abstract one. I'm sorry to anyone I offend, I honestly I am. It's the 15th of April. I woke up around 11:30 to a dream that I still vividly remember, it's been a couple hours since then and I'm … Continue reading 30: It’s My Soul. It Isn’t Yours Anymore.
29: Solitude
I committed to writing everyday, but the past 3 days I couldn't post. Mainly because I was too intoxicated to have any clarity of thought, and whenever I got back rather than working I just kept rolling until I passed out. But today has been different, it's offered me a bit of clarity to be … Continue reading 29: Solitude
28: Isolation
A few days ago, my phone's dye pack exploded, and I've basically been going through isolation without it. I still have WhatsApp web just barely, and my iPad does ease the misery but honestly it feels really weird not having the world at my fingertips. Even now as I sit at my laptop typing away, … Continue reading 28: Isolation
27: The Tragedies of Habits
There's this book by Charles Duhigg called 'The Power of Habit'. I'm sure most people have read it or at least know about it, but basically it's about the formation of habits and how your habits whether concious or not dictate the way you live. We all know that habits can have a positive influence … Continue reading 27: The Tragedies of Habits
26: Running Out
We are a couple days into isolation and other than the absolute insanity that is this pandemic, it feels like the winter break. Yesterday, on the 18th of March during a morning sesh a friend of mine starting to state facts about the covid-19 spike that's expected this week. Creating an insane panic and a … Continue reading 26: Running Out
25: Rest in Peace
I'm not sure if it was the 1st or the 2nd of June. But in 2019 I lost one of the purest souls I had ever had the privilege of being around, I lost my grandfather. I'm not entirely sure as to what the cause of his death was, I just know he was incredibly … Continue reading 25: Rest in Peace
24: Trust
The past few days I haven’t been posting much because I’ve been busy with life and being happy. Speaking of happiness, it’s been quite a long time since I’ve experienced feelings of joy and security – I think its founded on trust. I’ve always struggled with trust. When I was younger, it was very hard … Continue reading 24: Trust
23: The Past Week
I haven’t been writing much for this blog the past week. I have been writing a fuck-ton of letters, but nothing for this blog. To be honest I didn’t know what to write about, nothing eventful has been happening other than I’m finally happy. Like genuinely happy. Though I am very worried about it ending … Continue reading 23: The Past Week
22: Fuck February
Ooof, this is a hard one. February as a month has been a hard one for the past 6 or 7 years. At this point I really can’t remember which year it was, but in 2013 or 2014 I had my greatest role mode taken away from me. It was the end of January I … Continue reading 22: Fuck February
21: I Know You’re Reading This
This is a message that all those that read this should hold onto. For you, I know you’re reading this. Every decision I’ve ever made has been intrinsically selfish, not because I don’t care about other people but because in my opinion every single form of human interaction, every exchange, friendship, love or even just … Continue reading 21: I Know You’re Reading This
20: Productivity
This past week I haven’t focused much on classes, missed quite a lot. It’s only the second week, probably not the best start. But where I’ve been lacking in focus for school work; I’ve invested a lot of time into making friends, and developing this blog, another one (that’s in the works) and a podcast … Continue reading 20: Productivity
19: Sesh
Much like the motif of time in “Quarter Past Twelve”, seshes (ranging from intoxicants to just talking about haircare. Literally everything is a sesh) in Turkey I've found are different from the seshes I've had throughout my life. Here, seshes are usually with the same group of friends, although recently I've started meeting people outside … Continue reading 19: Sesh
18: Dream State
I’ve had this title in my drafts for quite a bit. I’ve known what to write but never felt like starting it. I’ve realised I tend to enter deep into my REM cycle when I sleep for an excess of 7 hours. I rarely tend to have dreams, let alone vivid dreams and sometimes maybe … Continue reading 18: Dream State
17: Quarter Past Twelve
Inspired by the story behind "102" by Matt Healy. A few years ago, I had this realisation that time moves faster as you get older. Not because there's more to actually do, but because you just spend more time thinking about the past (at least I do) and that takes away most of the present. … Continue reading 17: Quarter Past Twelve
16: Misplaced Memories
I think I forgot the last academic year. If I hadn’t I don’t think I’d have made it this far. But I think it’s time to remember. Early in February 2018 I was accepted into the University of Kent (the easiest to get into from my UCAS but the last to reply). I decided I’d … Continue reading 16: Misplaced Memories
15: Update
I’m going to disappear for a few days, this blog will probably be my only social interaction. I find myself very tired, I’m tired all the time. I have these tremor-like migraines from exhaustion. I know the cause. It’s being there for too many people at the same time. I’ve always been able to deal … Continue reading 15: Update
14: 1200 Days
Today marks 1200 days from my first ever blog post. To be honest when I woke up I just wanted to check how long I've been blogging for, and it has been more off then on, but today is day 1200. I started this blog after I wrote a poem for something that happened in … Continue reading 14: 1200 Days
13: Sobriety (the first steps)//learning to live by yourself
This post covers the past two days. I'm not really going to act like this is sobriety like... Maybe after a month. But I've started saying no more often, which has been allowing me the opportunity to focus more on my academics and the friends I've taken for granted the past several months. I've had … Continue reading 13: Sobriety (the first steps)//learning to live by yourself
12: A Good Day
Today was a good day, it’s not that anything special happened, but classes have restarted so finally have something to do now. Kind of realising that I should have shit to do even when classes are off, and I should use that time more productively, but next time. Today I changed rooms, not as daunting … Continue reading 12: A Good Day
11: A Semblance of Peace
I hate moving constantly. In the past 2 years I’ve not had one place, not a home, not a dorm, not a bed I’ve stayed in for 3 months before having to move.I constantly have to move, whether its countries or even rooms, I absolutely despise packing, and unpacking. When I first left for university, … Continue reading 11: A Semblance of Peace
10: The Meaning Behind My First Tattoos
This is why. “The Crescent and Cross” I think people often assume that the tattoo is a flag, I suppose to an extent it is true. I did base it of the flag of my home country. Just the concept of a crescent encompassing another symbol. That’s all that it has to do with flags. … Continue reading 10: The Meaning Behind My First Tattoos
9: The Longest of My Nights
In “The End of Chapter 1” I touched upon my final night in the UK, but I don’t think I did justice to that somber night. It was the 12th of June if I’m able to remember correctly, and I had just left my final exam, an exam I gave knowing served no purpose other … Continue reading 9: The Longest of My Nights
8: A Sun-Day
I went a day without my phone (next post for details). Maybe one of the best mornings I’ve had this semester. The day started like most, except this time I was completely disconnected. As I went upstairs for the ritualistic chai session, it was looking like today would be one hell of a long day. … Continue reading 8: A Sun-Day
7: The End of Chapter 1.
I’m realising that I’m using this blog as sort of a public reflection of my days. My day today, was filled with James Blunt just constantly ringing in my head. Every hour on the hour I would estimate I’ve been listening to either “You’re Beautiful” or “Goodbye My Lover”. It’s like I woke up to … Continue reading 7: The End of Chapter 1.
6: Closure
Closure. Gratitude I've had this draft saved for sometime. It just had the heading because I have been at a complete loss for words but I knew closure was something I wanted to write about. But today, rather than writing a piece about the importance of closure or about my relationship with closure. This piece … Continue reading 6: Closure
5: Distractions.
Sometimes I find myself going through these insanely positive motions throughout the day, there are days I just wake up and hit the gym, get a run in, read and spend the day learning. Then there are days, like most these days, where I do nothing. I'm confused about why I feel both are just … Continue reading 5: Distractions.
4: Often times.
Often time I want to write but I don't feel that wave of motivation forcing my hands to clatter away at my keyboard. Music has always been the catalyst, a reason and an instant incitement to just write. I had been planning to write about my recent LSD trip, but whilst listenting to "Someone to … Continue reading 4: Often times.
3: Disconnect
I’ve committed to writing at least a couple times a week, so whenever I get the time I’ve decided I’d just type a few words out. It’s just around 6am and I’ve had the same day as I did yesterday. Except this time I have a final in 3 hours, probably my hardest and I … Continue reading 3: Disconnect
2: Another day
I’ve known addiction is a problem since quite a while. A few months ago I almost overdosed on pills and alcohol and the next day; a few hours after I found myself writhing on a hospital bed holding the hand of someone I only knew for maybe a month at that time, and hoping I … Continue reading 2: Another day
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For the past few weeks I’ve been meaning to start another blog but I’ve just been deleting everything I write. My past blogs were all anonymous (a few knew about them) but eventually I had to delete both of them because I cut ties with the people that knew about them. This time I decided … Continue reading 1













