It had been a windswept, rainy night. The clouds passed. The rain stopped. Sprinkled droplets splashed upon yon window. The street lamp ...
It had been a windswept, rainy night. The clouds passed. The rain stopped. Sprinkled droplets splashed upon yon window. The street lamp ...
And the darkness descended again. The colours of the rainbow faded back to shades of black, of white, of grey. For the past month I've...
Depression is a thief. Robs the colours from the rainbow. The dreams, the hopes, the beautiful colours, I so embrace, had faded to a teasi...
The ethos, the ideals of my blog, have and always will be my attempt to demonstrate that my mental health issues are only a small part of wh...