I left my husband today.

It felt like a long time coming. It's been a very hard day. We agreed to be friends, so I guess that's good. I'm just kind of trying to deal with this. It's hard, dealing with the death of a dreamscape you had for nearly nine years. I don't think I'm dealing with it very well, honestly. I'm just trying to get through it.

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Man, has it really been a year since my last blog? Geez, I am lurking hard.

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Wow, you guys. I'm really speechless right now.

I never expected Into The Mirror to gain such popularity. I hoped, certainly, because I wanted the link in the Author's Note to be visible. But I knew it wasn't necessarily realistic. Thank you guys so much for getting this story to the featured page and helping me shed light on such a difficult issue. It really means the world to me.

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I don’t know what I’m smelling anymore.
I smell wood. There is no wood. Just air. It makes me sick.
I wish there was wood. Then I wouldn’t feel so lonely.

I smell leaves.
They’re new. Except they’re not. They’re dead. They’ve been dead. They crunch under my feet as I walk.
Crunch crunch. Like chips.
I wish i had chips.

Walking is dumb. Flying is better.
I try and fly. I scrape my knee. It hurts. I watch the blood run down my leg.
I don’t feel it. It’s just there.

I hear voices.

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Yay!!!!!!

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