on Mental Health – Page 3 – the Infinite

a rocky river runs through a wooded valley. there is fog drifting through the trees.

on Chronic Illness/on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Mental Health

with care, my love

Maybe that’s trauma. Maybe that’s taking it for granted. Maybe I can’t see it because I don’t think it exists.

an orange, white, red, and turquoise wall with a neon sign with the words 'this must be the place'

on Chosen Family/on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Mental Health/on Queerness/the Pandemic

unfinished

It is easier to fall apart when it’s safe.