Two years ago in September one of my oldest and best friends committed suicide and died instantly. She lived in Tehran, Iran, which is where I was born and raised […]
In my experience, the word stability gets thrown around a lot as something to strive for. However, is it fair to people living with Bipolar Disorder to apply that word […]
Breathing air that seemingly becomes so fresh Working endlessly on a project that determines my worth. Going hours without eating Disappearing without a trace Reading theories about the fucking M&M […]