“Home.” A place you can escape to, free from the outside world. Somewhere you can feel safe, comfort and happiness. Right? “Home is where the heart is.” They say. Me? I don’t feel the blood that pumps from my heart or the continuous beats that keep me here. I feel cold, anxious…trapped.
About me. Hmm, I always seem to find this one hard. I never know what to think, never mind what to say. I’m afraid there isn’t much to know about me other than my suffering. The pain deep down that haunts me. I’m trapped in a bubble of emotionless anxiety that I can’t seem to pop.
This is a contact page with some basic contact information and a contact form.