I deactivated my Instagram account several days ago with the belief that I was done for good. I was so tired, so, so tired of feeling like shit almost immediately after logging in. I was also tired of the narcissism. Instagram is a breeding place for it. But I'm aware that it was me who was… Continue reading How I Plan To Survive On Instagram
Tag: Mental Health
New Beginnings Aren’t Easy, But Hell, They’re Necessary
It's been hard and heavy the past couple of months. Time - of which I used to have an abundance of - to create is limited, and I've been suffering. When I don't blog, it feels like something integral to my well-being has been cut out of my life. It doesn't feel as though my… Continue reading New Beginnings Aren’t Easy, But Hell, They’re Necessary
Stitching In The Dark : A Week Of Swedish Words
Oh my goodness if feels so good to sit down and write here. I've been aching for my blog for days now, and have felt so fucking forlorn when I've needed to go to bed without sharing. But I'm here now and can breathe a little bit easier. This little project of mine went much… Continue reading Stitching In The Dark : A Week Of Swedish Words
My Other Shadows : Day Thirteen
In this perfect, milky light of morning, depression salts my heart until it is heavy and heaving and rough to the touch.
Portraits From An English Lunatic Asylum
These portraits were captured at The West Riding Pauper Lunatic Asylum in Yorkshire in the 1800's. Built to keep the patients isolated from society, the hospital was self-sufficient with its own bakery, butchery, dairy, shop and laundry. I think these portraits have to be some of the most intriguing yet upsetting images my 28 year… Continue reading Portraits From An English Lunatic Asylum
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 