One of the easiest ruts to get stuck in, and the hardest to get out of, is depression. I don't write about this much, or I try not to, because I like to pretend it doesn't exist. When I was very young, maybe six years old, I had severe anxiety. So for a time I… Continue reading It is difficult to be sad and useful at the same time.
This was a piece I wrote a couple of years ago. It was anonymously published in my university newspaper, and I haven't really done anything with it since. Seeing as it was published anonymously, I didn't get any feedback on how people thought it was, so I figure if I post it here then maybe… Continue reading Stormy Night