Poison In The Air
Some people are naturally selfish. Drawing on your energy and your empathy until there is nothing left. They’ll pretend to care but in reality you are methadone when they want heroin. Don’t be fooled by
Chasing My High
I chased the high like the moon chases the sunrise Falling rocks Cascading down the cliff Like a stone waterfall My feet feel the earth crumbling beneath me My instincts pull me away from the
Shatter Me Not
Bitter cold on my skin I long to lie beneath again Kept warm by the sweetest sin This imbalance in my mind Reaches down into my soul I feel the reigns letting go Tie me
Social Anxiety Meets Graduation
August 3rd was a day I marked on my calendar very early this year. It was my graduation day. The sleepless nights, anxiety, mania and exhaustion were battle scars and my diploma was my victory.
Let’s Get Physical…
Mental illness hurts. No, I’m serious, it hurts. After many years of suffering mental symptoms, I sought refuge in a great psychiatrist and primary care physician and we have worked closely to create a treatment
Messages From Heaven
This post was originally published on Reader’s Digest. Originally Titled “A Solitary Buck.” I pray each year he is happy and proud of his littlest girl who never got to know her daddy. On a
Current Situation
Endocrinologist. Primary care physicians. Psychiatrist. Endocrinologist again. CT scans. MRIs. Blood tests and stool samples <– because that one was fun to say. All to find out why I’m in constant pain. Why my joints
To Anyone Who’s Gay, Mentally Ill and Coping With the Pulse Shooting Anniversary
“Never let anyone make you feel invisible, ignored or undeserving…” Below is a list of the names of the 49 victims of the Pulse Shooting so we never forget: Stanley Almodovar III, 23 years old
Waiting
Waiting on something to happen; I don’t know what it is. Ever get that feeling in the pit of your stomach that everything you’ve ever known is about to be turned on its head? I
Life of the Experience
the life of the experience subdued in its passionate shadow of its yesterday raging, searing tears cascading as the experience is rushed for irrelevant frivolties of the mortal realm it’s already going by at the