Colour me depressed

Depression is misunderstood. We can conjure up adjectives about how it's cataclysmic and apocalyptic for its sufferers; we can discuss how it is criminally mistreated and how the solutions we have aren't working. But that doesn't make a difference to the depressed person. I think about it in colours. A break up makes you blue … Continue reading Colour me depressed


With you gone

I've grown used to it - the music of you your rhythms your missteps the kaleidoscope that refracts you your fiery reds your sensual purples your puzzles the ticks and clicks - combination lock that unlocks me as I unlock it. into sublety into unconditional acceptance. And with you gone the missteps falter to a … Continue reading With you gone