What do you do when a past choice turns into a regret? You have to move on.
Here we are again – a new year with possibilities waiting to unfold. For many, that means a complete makeover—mind, body, soul. The big three. The holy trinity of guaranteed happiness. An overhaul. And while some will be looking to buy a whole new computer, I’m looking to reboot the one I have back toContinue reading “New Year = New Old Me”
my body is losing time, while my mind lives in future worlds whose presents will never become a part of my past.
how can i be strong for you when my bones have been crushed? how can i comfort you when i sleep in blankets of sadness? how can i hold you when my arms carry the weight of the world? how can i listen to you when the voices in my head are screaming? how canContinue reading “– On being there for you”
* I am writing this so that others can see one of the many faces of depression. I am not seeking pity or attention. One thing I have always been in my writing is honest. So this is me being honest, unfiltered and raw. I am not editing this at all, so please forgiveContinue reading “Brain Spill”
I am a notebook lined with intimate inkings that are not my own. I am an untrained runner in a marathon with legs that quiver and quit on me. I am a brittle-backed leaf on bare limbs, desperately hanging on. I am the earthworm tirelessly trekking the sun-soaked concrete path in search of the coolContinue reading “I Am”
*This post is honest. It is painful to write, but I feel that it needs to be said for those who can’t say it. My son bears the weight of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) daily, but this post is not for him. This post is for the parents and loved ones who must learn howContinue reading “Just Keep Moving”
In the midst of my own personal revelations, I’m still struggling to deal with the pain of someone very close to me. My oldest son was diagnosed with Tourette’s at age six and OCD, anxiety, and depression at the age of eight. Over the years he has faced many challenges, all of which heContinue reading “Part of That World”
We are the ones whose hearts beat on the outside. The quiet ones who don’t like conflict because it hurts too much. We already feel enough pain. We are the ones who apologize to every animal we see dead on the side of the road. We feel pain that was never intended for us, butContinue reading “We Are Meant to Hurt”