Dementophobia

I don’t really like to think or talk about my greatest fear. Why discuss something I’ll never know? I’d rather talk about anything else, honestly. Like the time I ran to my grandmother in tears, Because my mother took the training wheels off my bike. Or the time my brother popped the heads off my…

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Will I see you, Tomorrow?

Will I see you, Tomorrow? You keep me sane — how could I forget? Maybe it’s the pain that hovers over my soul that’s in the way. My judgment is clouded, my mind flooded — is the breakthrough coming? I doubt it. Nothing. All I see is nothing, all I feel is nothing. Who am…

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PMDD: The Acronym That Saved My Life

I was sixteen-years-old when my body decided it was ready to complete its transition into womanhood. My face was slick and shiny with oil, uterus irritatingly contorting but I had a stockpile of pads — I was ready! Or so I thought. There is only so much they taught us during the awkwardness of Sexual…

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