The Art of Not Caring

Why do you care so much? Why do you care so very much about how people think about you? How they talk about, how they perceive you to be? You shouldn’t, but you do. Why do you care about showing up on time, or about how you look, or how your behaviour made you look?… Continue reading The Art of Not Caring

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The Difference Between Self-Pity and Mental Illness

I’ve talked before about getting anxiety. I get anxious sometimes. I’m not saying I’ve an anxiety disorder, that’s different. I’m saying I get anxiety. I get a normal human emotion. So do you, no doubt. Sometimes it can be excessive and debilitating, but that doesn’t mean it’s a diagnosed disorder. I feel like people forget… Continue reading The Difference Between Self-Pity and Mental Illness

Being Insecure and Linguistic Relativity

I take it all in. I can’t help it. You probably can’t either. I absorb it all. I hear how people talk about me, be it good or bad. I pick up on how you feel towards me. I notice the small subtleties of how you treat everyone slightly differently based on your unique relationship… Continue reading Being Insecure and Linguistic Relativity

Poetry: ‘No Answers’

I don't post poems up here a lot, mainly because I think it's pretentious as f**k and absolute #Notions and all that. But this one is different. It kinda captures some of the atmosphere that comes with someone dying by suicide. At least it resonates with how it makes me feel anyway. I wrote this… Continue reading Poetry: ‘No Answers’

There’s a thousand ‘yous’ (There’s only one of me)

You have an idea of who you are. It’s the most intimate version of who you are, the most detailed one. It has all the micro-details, good and bad, that make up you. All the flaws that are hidden from everyone else. All the strange idiosyncrasies, all the glitches and gestures that make you, you.… Continue reading There’s a thousand ‘yous’ (There’s only one of me)

good kid, f.a.i.r city: 9 months in Dubland

I haven’t really lived in Dublin that long. It kinda feels like I only moved up a couple of weeks ago, and now I’m two days from moving home. It definitely went way too quick. Sometimes you can be so focused on the future, on what’s coming next, on the next step, that you can… Continue reading good kid, f.a.i.r city: 9 months in Dubland

A Light in the Dark: Talk About Suicide

I write about suicide a lot. You’ve probably noticed this. I purposely bring it up. I talk about it a lot, I write about it. I make it a topic to talk about. There’s a reason. I kinda want it to become the case that you read about it so much that, it becomes less… Continue reading A Light in the Dark: Talk About Suicide

‘You’re Allowed To Be Sad’

If there’s any chance you find yourself reading this, and you don’t feel well, or you don’t see a future or you can’t find any hope to grasp onto, message me. Get in touch. I can’t guarantee you’ll be fixed, but I do know you’ll feel better having shared whatever is going on. Most of… Continue reading ‘You’re Allowed To Be Sad’

‘You Know This Person’

Right now you know someone. You know someone who has everthing going for them. You know someone who succeeds at school. Who succeeds at playing sport. You know someone who everybody seems to know, or have heard of. You know someone who has ‘everything going for them.’ You know someone who is handsome, or pretty.… Continue reading ‘You Know This Person’