

The 'H' Word
I have always been scared of being happy. If I was happy something could go wrong, something would come and destroy me. Being happy made...


The Bridge
The scene is beautiful. To the untrained eye it may have seemed just like an ordinary bridge. But to me it looked like the perfect spot...
What it's like on the other side of suicide
I don’t know what it’s like to not think about death. Usually that death is mine. Death is fascinating. What happens after we die has...


WHY I WRITE WHILE DEPRESSED
Depression is a funny illness. Some days you can’t get out of bed, get dressed and remember to feed yourself. It feels like all the...
Chapter Two
THE WOMAN: The man’s screaming had stopped some while back and she had mixed feelings about it. Grateful there was finally silence, but...
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*** The man jerked awake, causing the cuffs to cut deeper into his already raw skin. His back ached against the cold concrete ground and...
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The Man: Pain ran through his body as he jerked awake, chains rattling above him as he settled down onto his back. Sticky liquid ran down...
A Vicious Cycle of Self-Hatred and Starvation
Weight loss is an amazing thing, but it is a journey that must be taken alone. Yes, there are the people that help you through the hard...
I Never Forget a Face
I shivered against the cold; my pink lips now bright blue. The wind blew my hair about as I tried to sink further into my woolly jacket....


THE BIRDS HAVE FLOWN
“Johnny!” Mary screamed at her big brother, “I want to go higher.” Johnathon smiled at his sister’s demands, pushing her harder and...