dating with depression

forming a family unit

a few of my favorite things

these are my favorite nights when we sit side by side and just write these are my favorite moments when we brainstorm and bounce around ideas you are my favorite person with your beautifully brilliant mind and kind heart blowing kisses from across the room while you sit at your desk and I sit at…

excerpt #3

I could feel my cheeks instantly start to burn, and I was never more thankful for my chocolate brown skin than I was in that moment; he couldn’t see how badly I was blushing at the thought. His girl. If this is what it was like, I quite liked the idea of that. Pushing the…

lingerie.

Lingerie the silky floral-patterned cloth you rip off of me                 then you let your fingers linger  like the smell of your cologne                 fresh out of the shower down on me like the rain during spring                 when the flowers blossom into this person that comes alive                 whenever I’m with you

entry #12

dear depression diary, nothing exciting to report, I just came here to say I have the most amazing (not) boyfriend. so it’s getting close to nine o’clock here and I’ve already started three posts that I just can’t finish. not because I don’t have anything to say, but because I just could not get my…

entry #9

dear depression diary, for me, words truly have healing powers. over the last couple of days, I’ve been engaging with individuals who are also trying to find healthy ways to deal with their trauma and improve their mental health. it has been so overly heartwarming to have these people share their stories with me, and…

funny, little things.

I’m going to shower before I get in there with you and start getting comfy, he says as he rolls back in the desk chair and stands up. okay, I’m going to finish writing while you’re in there. wanna know something funny? she asks as he grabs his towel and reaches for the doorknob. if…

entry #7

dear depression diary, I am lucky. and in the same breath, I feel the need to say, I am worthy. for so long, I have considered my baggage a burden. one so heavy, that I felt like I didn’t deserve to share that load with any else. for once in my life, I am happy…

lovestoned.

love with you is like my favorite record in slowed time your hands caress my body memorizing every inch of me like beautiful lyrics warm sensations as your fingers pay close attention to your favorite parts of me our bodies move in rhythm like my favorite song no skips or scratches, we are in perfect…