i experienced my first panic attack exactly one year ago. it came at night, overwhelming my awareness first with a thunderous noise that originated in my chest but played, echoed in my head, ka boom ka boom ka boom, the music amplified by the dome-like structure of the skull. i…

I must have been about seven or eight when I started walking to school by myself. A single intersection stood between the apartment I lived in and the school grounds. It was a busy intersection, but there were many children and adults crossing at all hours of the day. …

The one thing I wish I could have understood before getting my diagnosis was that getting the diagnosis wasn’t going to end the process but start it. It was on Saturday morning that I sat down to write. I kept my eyes closed, breathing intentionally until I got in touch…

the score: imagine writing for one hour a day, five of the seven days of a week, and releasing whatever you’ve written on a Thursday. imagine writing about ADHD, without trying to hide your ADHD. imagine writing about queerness, without trying to hide your queerness. imagine good writing, not simple…