The monsters in my head

"You wouldn't feel anything. Isn't feeling nothing better than feeling pain and anguish." "You don’t have to put up with any of this.” “Why don’t you just let it end?” These thoughts are silent, but sometimes they whisper, and that whisper gets so loud that an echo forms in my brain and I repeat those … Continue reading The monsters in my head

Learning to fly

You said climbing that mountain would be easybut then why do I feel like I am trippingif I am supposed to reach those heightsthen why am I afraid of slipping. My ropes are breakingand I’m afraid I’ll crash on the groundI am afraid of those peaks nowwon’t you help me come down. Why are you … Continue reading Learning to fly

Daughter of a New York Taxi driver

My dad has been driving a yellow cab around NYC for the past twenty-five years. The yellow vehicle has become his second home; even though it’s a color I despise. He came to the US when he was twenty years old with approximately 100 dollars in his pocket. He has his own James Bond story, … Continue reading Daughter of a New York Taxi driver

Anxiety is a joke

Anxiety is a joke. If there is one thing, I hate talking about the most in this world that’s anxiety. Talking about anxiety gives me anxiety. Sometimes it bubbles inside and morphs into depression. Both are equally terrifying. I’d rather stare at a wall for hours then tell someone what’s going on in my head. … Continue reading Anxiety is a joke