The hardest part about depression is realizing you’re depressed. We all use words to deceive ourselves. It’s not depression, I’m not depressed I’m just like … miserable and I don’t know why. I just know it’s my fault. I’m not depressed, I’m just really tired and cranky. I’m not depressed, I just generally don’t want... Continue Reading →
I read once that if you want to be immortal, break a poet's heart. Very thankful for my immortal 🤣 this has to be one of my favorite poems I've written.
Wrote this about a year ago - thought it was good to share again. I wanted to share the conversation I had with my 8 year old last night...He was lying in bed and started crying saying he didn’t want to grow up and he didn’t want to die. The first thing I said was... Continue Reading →
The past is chaos, confusion, anxiety, depression. The future is the same. Right now, there’s two feet here. Right here, there’s one breath now. And as long as I remain, I cannot create a solution to find a problem, or a problem to find me.
When you think of it, what does it mean? Is it powerful, or loud, or maybe annoying? Is it destructive? Is it creative? Is there a purpose to the wind? In the chaos and destruction of hurricanes, so much loss can occur. Or if the wind and the right conditions meet, a tornado can destroy... Continue Reading →
