Essays

I’ve pleaded and fought with God enough times over my life to know psychosis is an unfuckable disease. There’s nothing seductive or mysterious about constantly checking the cupboards of your house or backseat of your car in traffic, certain there’s someone or something is back there. When I felt holes in my wrist around Easter because I became deluded by the belief I was going to be crucified, there wasn’t anything fuckable about that, even if there was the general idea of pe