So here’s a hard pill to swallow: not everyone has to like you. And the truth is, not everyone is going to. You can be Mother frickin’ Theresa and someone will find fault in something you say or do. They may not like your mannerisms, or the car you drive, or the way you dress.…Read more »
Saturday, September 22, was the 3 year anniversary of when I was raped… most recently. Let me explain. This was not the first time. I have a long history of surviving these experiences, starting as early as the ages of 3 and 5. And this is not uncommon. Many people, especially those who started their…Read more »
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Something shifted today And I could feel it Ever so slight Like the way you can feel fall Approaching In the tint of the sunlight Or a simple breeze When warmer days Are still close at hand And I can feel myself falling Like the autumn leaves Away from you Into the arms of someone…Read more »
SEVEN years…. wow. You know, I never really sought out recovery. I didn’t know I was capable of a life like this. The only thing I knew for sure was that I wasn’t capable of living like THAT anymore. Either something had to give, or I had to die. I just always assumed it’d…Read more »
Trees by Joyce Kilmer I THINK that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, 5 And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest…Read more »
My eyes are very green today And they reminded me of you The way they billow in like smoke And lie about the truth Truth is… I’ve written just as many poems In your absence As I did when we first met They were exciting then Adventurous Telling tales Of hikes in snow…Read more »