Not everyone out there, watching your moves is doing it so that they can root for you. See, it’s been brought to my awareness that some of my readers might be creeps, going through my posts just to keep tabs on me. I’d like to say that I’ve flattered that I take up that muchContinue reading “Poetry Series – PTSD”
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Poetry Series – Narcissism, Accused
I worked with a coach that told me that someones we need people around to point out the parts of ourselves that we can’t see. Without a mirror, you won’t see the tip of your nose. If something is stuck in the middle of your back, good luck catching a glimpse without coming across asContinue reading “Poetry Series – Narcissism, Accused”
Poetry Series – Controversy
When you start sharing your truth, the people that have wronged you will inevitably protest. We grow in a society where it’s encouraged to hide all of your greatest wrongs, biggest flaws, lest you be judged for them. One of the biggest wrongs I’ve committed, at least to myself, was tiptoeing around people so oftenContinue reading “Poetry Series – Controversy”
Poetry Series – Hateful, Call me Ungrateful
It’s not always easy to stop from taking my feelings out on those closest to me. In the same way that children throw tantrums with the people they are the most comfortable around, knowing they’re safe and loved through them, I have this natural inclination to push the limits of just how much I canContinue reading “Poetry Series – Hateful, Call me Ungrateful”
Poetry Series – Amber Heard, I heard
I don’t know who’s guilty and who’s innocent in this case and quite frankly, I don’t care. But I think there’s a chance, a lesson, to learn a little empathy and compassion tucked away somewhere here. Amber Heard, I heard Amber HeardI heardYou shit on a pillowCan I start by saying –disgusting!I heardYou shit onContinue reading “Poetry Series – Amber Heard, I heard”
Poetry Series – Growth, Self Observed
The continued desire to receive external validation for the things that I’m already proud of makes my stomach churn but no matter how sick I get, my body still can’t seem to purge itself of that itch. In these moments of self-disgust, I try to soften and remind myself that it’s natural to look toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Growth, Self Observed”
Poetry Series – Knocked Down
I’m starting to realize that I spent so many years insisting on solitude because I was tired of hurting people, tired of trying to catch myself before I did, and frustrated that I never seemed aware that it happened until it was in retrospect. I still enjoy more than my share of solitude. When I’mContinue reading “Poetry Series – Knocked Down”
Poetry Series – Titles
I think back often to sitting at the bar next to a mostly stranger and letting him order a shot he thinks I’ll like as he explains to me how he came across his newfound confidence when he just woke up one day and decided it was who he was ready to be. I hadn’tContinue reading “Poetry Series – Titles”
Poetry Series – Glass
Four hours earlier, I’m stubbornly insisting that I can handle the process alone, that I’m ready. I assured anyone that would listen, to my thoughts at least, that I didn’t need to see anyone to have them fix what I’m going through. I’m fully capable of maneuvering the dark waters myself. I didn’t think ofContinue reading “Poetry Series – Glass”
Poetry Series – Speak
I think I’ve finally hit my breaking point. I think I’ve finally found a moment where I’m more tired of the energy it takes to hold everything in than what it requires to dig the words out of the depths of my soul to put them in front of someone. I’ve been waiting a longContinue reading “Poetry Series – Speak”
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