Saturday 1/25/20

Dear tomorrow, you stupid motherfucker, I hate you. I hate you already because I know what you’re certain to bring. More of this absolute torture. More gruesome depression. More of the same agony, the agony I write about over and over and over again. I’ve put so many words to it, I don’t think thereContinue reading “Saturday 1/25/20”

Friday 1/24/20

Dear tomorrow, I can survive you. If there’s one thing I keep telling myself, it’s that I can and will survive you. There’s no doubt in my mind (I’ve forced myself to believe that). Based on recent data, getting through day to day, minute to minute, is difficult (to say the least). But I’m here.Continue reading “Friday 1/24/20”