Hello everyone! My name is Amanda and I am currently in college majoring in English. I’ve loved writing for as long as I can remember. From creating short fictional stories, to my very own memoir and poetry book.
I have taken blades and hot irons to my skin too many times to count.
Being sick with Anorexia-
Eating maybe half of what my body needed a day,
And being severely depressed was my identity.
I moved th...
I wonder if it’d be easier if I cried rainbows But instead I cry and the blackness from my mascara streams down my face Like if shame had a color.
I stood across from my mother age 19 and tried to exp...
I was told to draw the face of a clock
She wanted to make sure my brain was functioning properly I thought:
I’m here again for having an eating disorder
Of course it’s not functioning properly
I took ...
Today I listened to a song that gripped me harder than the hands that were wrapped around my neck by the man who said he loved me the night before.“I gave it all and you gave me shit” Today I listened...
I’ve battled anxiety my whole life
My mom tried everything she could think of
To help me relax
She would tell me,
“Pretend we’re on a beach.”
And I’d say, “But we’re not.”
Clearly, I struggled with be...
“Home is where the heart is” right?
Sometimes a house is not a home
Mine certainly never was
But sometimes you can find a home in another person
And that absolutely terrifies me
Because it means that ...