Finding Light In The Blackout

My creative output for the past several months has been pretty much nonexistent. Even as I type this, I worry that I won't be able to convey exactly just how fucking difficult it's been - and still is - because my brain is all fog and no substance. But I'm better than I was a… Continue reading Finding Light In The Blackout

I've Lost My Anchor

'Don't bother, you stupid fuck, nobody gives a shit whether they hear from you or not.' That's what depression is telling me as I write this from my bed. But I'm pressing on regardless. It's been over four months since I started feeling depressed, only this time has been worse than any of the other… Continue reading I've Lost My Anchor

Quotes Of The Depressed

It's been...a day. I wanted to write to you about several things today; a fountain pen, a poppet made of human hair the Finnish folk/black metal project Wyrd. But my trusted words failed me and left me spending much of the afternoon coiled around my pillow blasting myself with rays from my light therapy lamp.… Continue reading Quotes Of The Depressed

Thinking In The Dark : When Everything Is Just Too Much

Everything has been too much today. I'm depressed, exhausted and all my senses are way too overloaded. Even the mumbled noise of people talking in another room is making me twitch. Saga has been screaming in my face for the past twelve hours, I can't get my stupid septum ring out of my stupid nose,… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : When Everything Is Just Too Much

Thinking In The Dark : Imposter Hair

A year and a half ago, I went from waist length black hair - a style I'd had for well over fifteen years - to a white blonde pixie cut, and then to a buzzcut. At the time, I thought white blonde, short hair was the best thing ever and I swore I'd never go… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : Imposter Hair

Depression As Gigantic Beasts : The Art Of Dawid Planeta

I've been meaning to make a post about the work of Polish artist and graphic designer Dawid Planeta for ages, but, funnily (?) enough, my depression has prevented me from doing so. My mood is one of the reasons why this blog was cold and quiet for so damn long - I didn't have the… Continue reading Depression As Gigantic Beasts : The Art Of Dawid Planeta

Words On Anneliese Michel

It takes a lot to scare me, ok? But last night, when I was working on an article about possessed kids, I found myself too fucking terrified to finish what I was doing. I needed to put my laptop down and fucking burn it into bed. I didn't even switch off the lights, brush my… Continue reading Words On Anneliese Michel