Fiona Snow

I wrote this from my experience as a foster kid

When you are young, and you have an imaginary friend, what happens to it when you grow up and forget about it?

It's more like a letter- kinda? *previously on goodbye* "The pain began to fall away. And the beeping grew softer. And I could no longer feel, hear, or see anything but darkness."

what made you hate yourself

I hope nobody else ever breaks like this. Stay strong. And happy.

Poem about getting mad for no reason.

Finding someone who you can connect with.

It will be almost a year since I lost my father and it still hurts. I still think about him everyday and it hurts to know he's not here with me because my father was my everything & I miss him dearly.

What happens under the bedsheets?

Short story about the struggles of life, and what it feels like to live with depression.

Illustration of my own personal battle with depression and substance abuse. Explains why I couldn't get out of bed, how I finally got help, and found some relief and recovery in my breath.