being an outcast

I feel like an outcast. It all started with being a fish out of water as a South Aussie studying in glitzy Los Angeles. My female peers around me initially coyly flattered me, whether it was complimenting on my art or my outfits. When I tried to get to know them better, I would learnContinue reading “being an outcast”

Self loathing

Vent. Don’t care if people read this. It’s hard to describe this feeling. A feeling that I am ugly and unlovable, even in all my efforts, I cannot escape it. I am indulging in this dark voice by writing about it however, I am also telling it to shut up. I went into the AdelaideContinue reading “Self loathing”

Digital healing

DDR has saved me. Red Gatorade saved me. Friends saved me. Dogs have saved me. What does all that mean? Well, I made this blog due to wanting a fresh start. Most of all, Susumu Hirasawa is saving me. I will explain how psychosis has affected me later, when the pain is far behind meContinue reading “Digital healing”

My Big Psychotic Break [1]

Warnings: The insane.⚠️⚠️⚠️ In my house I had thought… This is what it means to be alive. This is the peak of cosmic love. Everything my mother meant to me, and the mother of all mothers in the universe.  Love of womankind and love of humankind flooded into me.  I played this song. It tookContinue reading “My Big Psychotic Break [1]”