With eyes that burn and hands that tremble, I grasp a notepad and scribble my heart’s desires away, as well as my most dreadful of thoughts.

There’s something mighty therapeutic about being about to pour your heart and soul onto paper.  

Often I do so in such a way that the paper gets slightly crumpled, maybe even with some test stains here and there, and with cursive that not a person but I can understand. 

A lot of feelings pass by and so do a lot of people, but there is nothing that can stop me from writing.


About zedmondson

Zoe. 22. Australia. I'm writing to share my experiences with Bipolar Disorder with others. I believe in fighting stigma surrounding mental illness. I believe in being able to wear my heart on my sleeve; or on my blog. And I believe in myself. That's what my blog is all about. Hope you enjoy x View all posts by zedmondson

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