on Mental Health – the Infinite

a photo of the word 'memories', framed in white, lying with a spray of red berries and a white cloth on a dark knit blanket

on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Mental Health

the things we forget on purpose

Posted on August 21, 2023 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

Part of why I write here is to bleed off some of the pressure of the years of trauma and grief I've experienced, but it's so hard to write when it really hurts.

a four-panel web comic by poorlydrawnlines.com. the scene is outdoors with a few clouds in the blue sky and a few mountains in the distance, with a dark-haired man in the foreground. first panel: 'good morning, sad earth.' says the man. second panel: 'good morning, sad child.' says one of the mountains. third panel: 'hey.' says the man with a frown. fourth panel: 'I'm a sad adult.' says the frowning man, pointing at himself.

on Happiness/on Mental Health/on Neurodivergence

I’ve written myself into a corner

Posted on June 10, 2023 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

I'm in therapy, THANK THE GODS.

a three dimensional web of green rope against a clay colored background

on Chronic Illness/on Mental Health/on Queerness/the Pandemic

fragments of self

Posted on May 30, 2023 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

The self that exists in meatspace and on the internet has become fragmented in a way that deeply upsets me.

a POV looking downward at two feet on a sidewalk. the pavement is painted on the right with yellow arrows pointing downward, and scratched into the pavement above the feet is the phrase 'i tried'

on being Exvangelical/on Chosen Family/on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Generational Trauma/on Mental Health/on Praxis/the Work

great, this again.

Posted on May 16, 2023 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

Do you ever believe something about yourself so hard that even proof doesn't change your mind?

on Chosen Family/on Chronic Illness/on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Decolonizing/on Harm & Reciprocity/on Mental Health/on Queerness/the Pandemic

I write what hurts my feelings

Posted on April 25, 2023 by Nix Kelley / 1 Comment

The pain leads me to what is true.

interior photo of a room that is old and beginning to fall apart. the paint and wallpaper are peeling and there are broken wooden slats in the floor.

on Chronic Illness/on Decolonizing/on Generational Trauma/on Mental Health/on Queerness/the Pandemic

I’m problematic

Posted on October 14, 2021 by Nix Kelley / 0 Comment

What’s almost over? What’s just begun? What are we praying for? Where are we going? Let’s follow someone else’s instructions and fly this planet right into the ...