San Diego-based freelance graphic designer | mental health advocate | student of experience and experiment
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Today is my third Life Day. And I feel…weird. I’ve been oddly depressed in the time leading up to today and I’m not really sure why. Today is meant to be a day to celebrate the life I’ve lived since I tried to prematurely end it. But I’ve been discouraged this past month. I thought “3 years later” would…
I don’t have to be the one to say how hard it’s been to stay positive recently. There’s no way to express the heaviness in the air since Jan 20. With every headline, every tweet, and every link shared, it’s hard to find hope to hold onto.
You don’t know me, but I’ve seen you mourn.You don’t know my story, but I know how he died.
I watched as the nurse brought you to that side room,and in those moments alonewhen you doubled-over, sobbing into your hands.