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

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

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

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

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

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

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 ...