ASD · Autism · Aydan's Life · Depression · LGBT · Mental Illness · Religion · Suicide · Transgender

Nothing

The hardest part of my life is seeing people around me constantly having the world move to benefit them. It doesn't matter if they work hard or not at all, all the pieces of the puzzle seems to slip effortlessly into place and their lives improve while mine continues to deteriorate. I've had fantastic ideas… Continue reading Nothing

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Aydan's Life · Depression · Family · In Memory Of

Three months

It's been nearly three months since I've been able to write anything substantial. Dealing with the loss of a friend, family issues, depression, programming projects and the holidays has really put me in a bad place that I'm desperately trying to dig myself out of. I've had to move yet again, even though I had… Continue reading Three months

Aydan's Life · Depression · Discrimination · Healthcare · Mental Health · Mental Illness · Transgender

Suicidal Idealations

I want to die. I'm so tired of struggling, so tired of fighting, so tired of it being insinuated that my life is meaningless because I'm not good enough at being a minority.  Yesterday was supposed to be a good day. It was supposed to be the beginning of the process to start my chest… Continue reading Suicidal Idealations

A Broken Country · Aydan's Life · Depression · Discrimination · Mental Health · Mental Illness · Suicide

Outsider

Why did you come to New York just to be homeless? This really should have been the first clue that the people who are supposed to help people like those in my family didn’t want to waste their time on someone like us. It’s the same everywhere you go though I suppose, especially now with… Continue reading Outsider

Aydan's Life · community · Depression · Holidays

Into the Fray

I hate the phrase “home is where the heart is” it, like most others, is just made up sweet words to lull people into feeling better about where they live. Most people that chant this mantra actually have a home. They don’t have to worry about where they are going to sleep at night, or… Continue reading Into the Fray

Aydan's Life · Depression · Poetry · Suicide

Beggar

He begged for help in the darkness and despair, Groped blindly for a savior but no one was there. The pressure built, forcing him further down, Isolated, and lost there was no one around. Till the day he played the knife down his arm, No one thought that he would self harm The freshly fallen… Continue reading Beggar