The show weaves an emotional picture portraying tragedy, and the struggle to move on. Mare of Easttown has many ingredients embedded within its storyline that primarily deals with a murder investigation – mental health, suicide, addiction, drug abuse, divorce, strained relationships, and single parenthood, to name a few. But what particularly intrigued me was how it … Continue reading Mare of Easttown – An Uncommon But Satisfying Combination Of Crime And Grief
Promising Young Woman is a movie that is meant to get ugly. And that is evident right from the very first shot. The film tells the story of Cassandra (Cassie) played by Carey Mulligan, a young woman who adopts vigilantism to track and intimidate potential rapists by pretending to be drunk. A medical school dropout, … Continue reading Promising Young Woman [2020] Review: A Flawed Yet Impactful Take On Rape Culture
I felt naked in front of everyone when I first came out, and I can’t stress enough how much my male privilege has helped me out here. I don’t even know if people found it serious enough to consider it my identity instead of ‘a mere sexual preference’ or ‘a phase’ (always a classic dismissal). … Continue reading Being Comfortable In My Skin
Why is it that the meaning of anyone's life is usually interpreted as "living for others"? Somehow, it brings with it an insinuation that your entire being from A to Z is supposed to be this virtuous journey of self sacrifice, letting yourself down, and finding pleasure in your pain so that the rest don't … Continue reading Selfless?
TW: Suicide, Self Harm What do you call a stage where taking your own life becomes a concrete part of whatever alternatives you consider for your future? Like, there's plan A, plan B, and plan C. And if none of these work out, there's always the option to end it just like that? Giving no … Continue reading Vile
(The piece was first published in almari) My closet is mostly dark as I haven't changed the lights inside yet. It has always been just another space that I use to dump all my anxieties and insecurities. And I still don't consider it a place to store many of my belongings.But yes, it does have … Continue reading A Totally Second Hand Closet
Laying in the greying darkness. Legs stretched, face hidden. The smell of the filthy stone floor doesn't come up. Nostrils don't itch. Eardrums don't hurt. Stilness. So rigid. Sleep isn't a necessity anymore. There are other things to explore. Areas far away, beyond what's considered normal. And healthy. More exciting than dreams. Yeah, fuck dreams … Continue reading N S
TW: Self-harm, Suicide When you are in the middle of a desert, only the distant horizons or huge dunes meet your eyes. You are forced to let the winds decide in which direction you are to walk, with all the sand that has gone in your eyes, making your vision increasingly blurry. You carry on … Continue reading Bargaining with Passive Suicidal Ideation
CW: Self Harm I need to read. Books, papers, articles. I need to write. Fiction, poetry, all my thoughts, all my feelings. I need to watch all the stuff I have been wanting to. I need to go out and sit still for a while without thinking about the things that I need to do … Continue reading Needs
It's this overwhelming urge to drown out everything with noise. More and more and more noise, just violently plugging into your eardrums. Today I have reached a point where they literally ache when I swallow. But the noise sometimes helps because it takes away thoughts of living in a world where I might after all … Continue reading Blame
Messages In A Bottle 