Casey Rose

The somehow put together words of an erratic and impulse 19 year old.

Making Fun of My Own Trauma
a year ago
Six days after my 11th birthday, the morning after the Year 6 exams, when my whole class had gone out to an indoor activity thing, (God knows if I can remember the name, not that it matters anymore!) ...
Why Depression Was my Best Friend
a year ago
In the very recent past, I realised that depression was possibly my longest standing friend. Not a good friend (so don't immediately shout me down for romanticising my own rubbish mental health, pleas...