Sentient Dung Beetles v. Suicide

In this video I am using, what I have now realized is the true universal language - shit. To break out of intrusive thoughts, suicidal ideation, suicidality, depression, rumination, you name it. What if I reincarnate as a sentient dung beetle? I’m talking my consciousness, fully aware and experiencing eating shit for whatever lifetime of... Continue Reading →

Hypocrisy, so hot 🥵 right now

When I was a kid, I learned quickly how much hypocrisy drives me nuts. People telling me not to ask too many questions, or not that type of question made me livid. Growing up in Catholic school, I both really dug theology and really, really hated it because of this. Though I barely remember the... Continue Reading →

Daily Prompt – 1942

How do you balance work and home life? As an aside, and I will do a follow up on this later: I think balance is actually a really poor word choice here that sets most of us up for failure. I believe the appropriate word choice for this type of concept is harmony. Nothing is... Continue Reading →

Validate or Abdicate from the Conversation

Suicide is not selfish. Suicide will never be selfish. Suicide is the terminal result of debilitating, life altering brain bullshit. Unless you are the type that tells cancer patients if they die, it’s selfish… 🤷🏿‍♀️ I hate the terms mental illness/mental health bc it is not that black and white. If I’m going to use... Continue Reading →

When I becomes We, Illness becomes Wellness

TL;DR: Take your Self extremely seriously and make fun of your problems. Because a person is never the problem, people can be fucking dumb. Lots of people doing nothing and asking why someone didn’t say or do something is a BIG FUCKING PROBLEM. Stop taking dumb shit seriously, and stop being dumb about serious shit. Now take a minute, harness your attention span, and learn some more

Sterilize

Sterilize --Spoken Word on TikTok Sterilize Sterile smiles, virile lies I’m getting better, my soul has died It is an illness It is insane It is my heaven It is my grave They say it’s catching Like I’m a cough They say I’m crazy I say, so what? Starry eyes, eerie cries Into the heavens... Continue Reading →

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