"I'm just tired of existing." I never expected to hear those words from you. Not now. Not ever. Those words sobered me up, and immediately I texted Bubs.  "No don't buy a ticket. I'll head there tomorrow. I'll talk to her." He said. The next day, I checked in on you. You said you were fine, I ... READ the POST

  "After the turmoil halted, there was nothing to be confused about. The shadow of depression had already made a home in her mind and body."     Every month, G.G. Renee of All the Many Layers provides writing prompts that encourage self-discovery while getting on into the habit of ... READ the POST

"Let me hold your bags for you," he asked. I looked him over. White short-sleeved button-up. Khaki shorts. Loafers. He was fine. "Nah, I'm good," I replied as I switched hands to continue holding my bags. It was the last weekend in June, it was hot and humid as hell, the train did not have air ... READ the POST

Every month, G.G. Renee of All the Many Layers provides writing prompts that encourage self-discovery while getting on into the habit of releasing via art or writing. Seeing as I can only draw stick figures and smiley faces, writing is the avenue I've decided upon. I don't think it comes as a ... READ the POST