Anxiety’s Amusement

Once upon a time there was a paradox called Missing in Sight whose anxiety was so rampant and uncontrolled that ten minutes after waking on Saturday morning,  she took her usual cocktail of a Clonazepam and a muscle relaxer to chase the anxiety away.  Meanwhile, she felt she was going insane.  She would hit her […]

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Ramblings of a gone mind

I’m not okay. I’m feeling rather rabid and English. The words are coming from somewhere else. I don’t know what to do with myself. I know what I should do, but “shoulds” are woulds that can’t help themselves. I feel like Sarah McLachlin when she sang with the Perishers a song called “Pills.” She sang […]

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