One night: Chapter two

I was shaking. I was shivering and I was scared. I sat in my flat as I saw the clock tick, my palms getting sweaty, my heart beating at my throat and my mind calculating the many reasons why I should probably start seeing a therapist or something because clearly, I am out of my... Continue Reading →


What's going on in there? Truth. You want the truth? But which part is the truth? Just because I tell you what's going on in here, in my mind, in my heart, in my body; what determines that what I tell you is really true? My body language? The way my voice could possibly become... Continue Reading →

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