reflection
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Writing is therapy for me, it always has been. I don’t do well with traditional therapy, talking to a stranger about my problems just is not for me. Give me a computer and a quiet corner? Whamo! Problem solved. The whole world can know about my problems if they really want to. Anyways, I’m going
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Do you ever just feel ugly? I don’t mean looking in the mirror and being unsatisfied with the reflection. Realistically, everyone has experienced that at least once in their lifetimes and most likely, more than once. There is room for body positivity, but I also feel there’s room for seeing our shortcomings and letting it
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It’s taken me a long time. I mean years and years of screaming into some dark, uncaring void. Some void filled with my insanity and pain I kept trying to mask as normalcy. Funny thing about normal, we spend so much of our time trying to portray some perceived normal we have built in our
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“Save it for later.” I’ve used that phrase more times than I care to admit. Just save it for later. Or, I’ll do it later. I told myself that just the other day as I was reaching into my cabinet to pull out new hand soap for the bathroom and kitchen as the previous ones
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I stare at a blank screen so long and so often these days that I wonder if there are any words left inside of me. I’ve tried cultivating this new me attitude and thoughts, but something still weighs me down. I have everything a normal human could need or want and still something is missing
I Would Rather Be In Bed 