Take me firmly by a trembling hand, and pull me up and out again.
Take me firmly by a trembling hand, and pull me up and out again.
You weren’t there when I needed you. I felt crushed by you. You made me feel like I had to be small.
A poem about panic.
What happens when you're given the wrong diagnostic label?
My smile meant nothing. It was practiced to preserve An impression of Deserved ambition; Just desserts; my achievements. Is it worse if I Felt nothing or I Felt so much that my own fumes Cut my oxygen? By Imogen Shaw Header image: 'Kiki' by cyberex
A short story about being confused about your sexuality.
A comic about fighting to function.
Adjusting to life in the office can be anxiety-inducing.
What's the subtext behind all that tagging?