Helena Key

Can confirm

There go my plans for visiting my friends in the USA

I’m back!!!

I miss the people who don’t miss me

I’m convinced most of the people I like don’t like me

At what point do you cut off toxic people, even if they’re friends?

Getting absolute burn out from trying to remind people that I exist

Caught my eye brow piercing earlier and didn’t notice I was bleeding until my partner told me 😬

Two zines formatted 😊

Just listened to it, OMG I love it 😊

Realised I may be suffering from emotional burnout

does people denying its' existence mean that girldick is technically a cryptid?

Just a reminder that an apology is worthless if the behaviour doesn’t change

Poetry time!

“I stopped messaging first and watched the distance between us grew.”

That’s all you’re getting because I’m performing in December

I’ve realised when it comes to my trans/gender non-conforming friends, being that is literally the least interesting thing about them, and that pretty cool.

Constantly overwhelming myself is my hobby

Thinking of making short films again 😬

Chasing affection and acceptance is exhausting

You’re website looks amazing!

I’ll never get over how amazing this cover is, and how proud I am to have my work featured

I’m awful at self marketing, I keep forgetting I have to let people know about my work 😂

Been working a zine over the last few weeks, a collection of short stories, because the damn novel I’m trying to write is testing my patience

I was not prepared for the amount of admin work that comes with starting your own business 😂

I watched a documentary about animal intelligence and the results was the octopus is basically on par with humans

I’ve realised I’m mourning two versions of my bad;

The loving father who was my best friend, and the abusive narcissist

Empathy fatigue is an actual thing, just because we don’t focus on something doesn’t mean we don’t care, just means we’re focusing on certain things so we don’t get burn out

I have journals filled with lyrics and I really should do something with them but I can’t play any instruments and I can’t sing

Just because it’s true it doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt

Damn, I’ve got no chance then

You’d think after having seven short stories published I’d feel better about my imposter syndrome