Pounding Rain and Headache

~ Theodora Vanyar

12,465 Days Alive

I feel as if I’m unnecessary.

Like, if more in the abstract I am not truly needed. I feel not just replaceable but fully useless. Maybe it’s just a bad brain night.

At least it’s raining.

I love the sound of it, the rumbles of thunder and brief flickers of lightning.

I’m going to bed. I’m sad and exhausted.

Take your meds, folks.

Published by Theodora Vanyar

Writer. Artist. Laughter addict. Queer, Jew-ish, anxiety riddled, dealing with #BipolarDisorder, and fat. Oxford Comma FOREVER! All else is icing.

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