Lizy Carey
Bio
A little bit grungy, a little bit girly, a lot unsure about where I want my life to go.
Stories (2/0)
Monster Hunter Challenge
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. But then, there weren't always trolls under the bridges, or goblins in the swamps, or zombies in the desert. There weren't always sorcerers or barbarians, monster hunters who would track them down, take their heads and then claim them for a fee.
By Lizy Carey2 years ago in Fiction
The Pain of Depression
It hurts. It physically hurts in ways you can’t even think about if you don’t know it. My arms hurt. The bones in them, like they’re filled with lava, and they’re cracking. I’m amazed you can’t see it, burning through my skin, marking, scarring me from all the pain I can’t say out loud because if I did it would just be one long scream, no breathing, no pausing, no words, just sound, one long, agonised yell. Even if there were words to say it, I couldn’t articulate my brain long enough to do it.
By Lizy Carey6 years ago in Psyche
