Notes from the Fog

There were nights I didn’t sleep because the silence felt like it might swallow me whole. And there were mornings I didn’t wake up — not...

This isn’t up for debate. This isn’t me looking for approval. This is just what happened: I didn’t go on antidepressants because I was...

I didn’t get it at first. I couldn’t explain what was happening to me. I wasn’t having flashbacks. I wasn’t shaking or crying. I was...

...because I’m tired of holding it all in like it’s part of the job description. Everything just… caught up with me. The healing. The...

I lit a candle. I put on the calming playlist with forest sounds. I sat cross-legged on the floor like every Pinterest board said I...

I thought I was just tired. Tired from work. Tired from overthinking. Tired from trying to be a good person. Tired from holding...