Ru Delacovias
Bio
But a thousand year old, potty mouthed witch trapped in a 22 year old body. I write about mental illness, the things I wish would step on a piece of lego and the things that all of us can feel fuzzy about.
Stories (8/0)
Chapter Nine - Sertamean
I hazily awaken from my constantly-interrupted slumber (every hour, on the hour, with a blazing hot torch shining in on my face to ensure that I am alive). It has now gotten to the point where I am getting very cranky – but not about anything to do with me.
By Ru Delacovias4 years ago in Psyche
Chapter Seven - I Started Zoloft Today
I am so sensitive to medication changes. Vomiting, nausea, derealisation, headaches, physical pain…each and every time a new scored pill enters my bloodstream, it is hell for weeks. I try to remind myself that the hell will end, or at least moderately subside. I swallow my tablets, and, as the nurse goes to take away both medication and drinking cups, I stop her in her tracks.
By Ru Delacovias4 years ago in Psyche
Chapter Four: Hospital Mum
Lucky is not a word I would usually use when in a psychiatric ward, but I really did hit the fucking jackpot with my new room mate. Lisa, a 40-something year old Mother of 3. Suicide attempt. Kidneys in a horrible state from said attempt.
By Ru Delacovias4 years ago in Psyche
