No my last name is not really “Sky”. After a lifetime of anger towards my absent father, I split the name and only kept the last 3 letters! It’s much cooler trust me.
I grew up in a pretty dysfunctional home. My mother raised us on her own, while struggling to manage her own very unmanaged mental illness and addictions. However, I’d say my journey really started over 10 years ago now. Beginning with the death of my first love when I discovered his body, I was only 16.
This devastating discovery triggered a long chain of events which landed me in psychiatric hospitals time and time again with a Bipolar/Dissociative Identity diagnosis.
With these powers combined, one could imagine the amount of memory loss I experience day to day.
Living with these conditions has wreaked havoc on my life time and time again. I’m at a point where I’ve lost everything. I have failed, uprooted, and started over time and time again. Each time losing more and more personal belongings as well as peace of mind. When my body/mind are under stress, is when my symptoms flare up and I start to spiral.
Im 25 now and almost my entire family including my mother is gone.
I get lonely.
I get scared.
I’m often confused.
I feel like I’m walking on eggshells when I’m around myself.
I’m not telling anyone for pity, so much as consideration and understanding.
These tiny zines have given me such an outlet.
I made them years ago… but lost them.
So now I’m starting my zine collection all over again. This time, I’m going to share them. Why not?
Witness my brain dump onto a page to release my troubles, and enjoy. ❤️