Being severely depressed means that my good day is a most likely a complete 180 than what yours is. The days I don’t have a single suicidal thought.. that’s a good day. Unlike “normal” people, not wanting to kill myself is an accomplishment. This took me about a month to put together because the good Read More
Oh, she’s sweet, but a psycho
I said I would write because I was informed I hadn’t blabbed in a while, so I am. It’s been months, per my usual trend of on and off; and again, I’m not sure where to start. I read my previous post before I started this one, and holy fuck, how much has changed. I Read More
Gratitude
Hear ye, hear ye. This is ACTUALLY going to be a happy post. I was laying in acupuncture this morning and started thinking about how fucking lucky I am to have the support system I do. My parents are incredible. My mom has always been my biggest supporter. She tried for years to come up Read More
Can’t read my, can’t read my, no, you can’t read my poker face
I don’t even like Lady Gaga. I don’t wanna say it’s half the battle, but definitely a good chunk of dealing with mental illness is maintaining a poker face. Granted, I’ve become a lot more open about my shit in the last few months and willing to talk to anyone that wants advice or help.. Read More
Sorry not sorry
As far as I’m concerned, I’ve never been a selfish person. I have countless memories going back decades of always putting my family first, other’s feelings before my own, my sibling’s happiness at Christmas before my finances, and parents worries always being my own. And if there’s one thing I can vouch for, it’s that Read More
Losing My Wujek Romek
Death is the one thing in life that is absolutely guaranteed, yet it’s the one thing that no one’s figured out how to prepare for. I know this is a miserable as fuck post. But I’ve been bawling all morning and had to come out. I found out a few hours ago that my uncle Read More
That Day Your Pre-Teen Dreams Come True
So this last Friday, all (at least the majority) of my 13-year-old dreams came true. Put yourself into the shoes of a girl in the year 2002. Then put that girl in the front row of a stage with Lance Bass, Aaron Carter, and Ryan Cabrera on it. (And O-Town and Tyler Hinton, but eh). Read More
You’re right on time.
“New York is 3 hours ahead of California, but that doesn’t make California slow. Someone graduated at the age of 22, but waited 5 years before securing a good job. Someone became a CEO at 25 and died at 50, while another became a CEO at 50 and lived to 90. Obama retired at 55, Read More
Zero to sixty.
[Just sitting here, I feel like I’m going 100 mph.. so much so that I’m not really sure where to start. Can you get writer’s block with feelings? That’s probably what this is.] So that part above.. I wrote last night after therapy. I decided to come home, NOT make a drink, and just write.. Read More
#prayforDemi
The last few months have been INSANE. Between moving and having every fucking weekend in between booked with shit, I’ve had no time to breathe, let alone write. Yesterday, however, deserves a post. Or I just need to vent. Hearing the news that Demi was taken to the hospital for a drug overdose more than Read More