who will read this? i suppose i don't know, i suppose it doesn't matter.
so the truth is this:
i am on a waiting list for treatment for a mental illness.
for as long as the Universe has been, by name, my favourite thing, (which to ask my then-religion teacher, stretches back to at least age 7 or 8) i have had trouble fitting into it.
i feel like i am betraying Her because in the context of my afflictions i inflict a very ugly destruction on the world; upon my body,… Continue