09/01/2026
It’s September now. It’s ***dePreventionMonth. It’s lucky I’m here to talk about it. So here are two new poems for you.
This year, my heart was challenged in more ways than one. I spiraled. It got scary for a while. I’ve been in that place a few times before in my life. This time, though, I let my people in. I allowed my closest people serve as my first responders. I granted myself the prevention service that comes from leaning on my people.
Like every other time, poetry once again saved me. From writing through the feelings to being in poetry spaces, it saved me again. This community and this craft can work wonders on a heart.
I am back in therapy, and it feels good. I feel revived this time. I’m still going to have hard moments, but the momentum of the past few good weeks is keeping me hopeful that I’ll keep surviving.
Thank you for being here. Thank you for wanting me to be here. The love and support you all send my way doesn’t go unnoticed. From the comments, DMs, convos at a show, and letters, I feel the love and know I deserve goodness. You all are wonderful, and I hope you know how loved you are too.
If you are struggling, please let your people in or find someone who will listen. If you know someone who is struggling, a phone call about anything can go a long way. If you have strong friends in your life who seem perfectly fine, check on them. Su***de prevention is a team effort.
I love you all, and I’m grateful to be alive at the same time as you 💛
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