I was never good at hiding pain. I would hold everything in and do the best I could to keep it together. The most I would reveal is a little desperation behind my
If you plucked a random person off the street and looked into their mind, you’d find a matrix of hopes, dreams, fears, and pain. The burdens people carry can be impossible to
Warning: Content addresses self-harm and suicidal thoughts. This article was featured on Medium.com I was twenty-four years old, and I humiliated myself. I don’t remember exactly what I did, but I
“It’s here. It’s there. It’s everywhere. Tears soak each card the dealer’s dealt. Time taught me to see every second as heaven even though they’re perfectly disguised as