Flawed Heart

Smiles and laughter realized again Deep in my soul, they still exist Despite the heartbreak and pain I remember what I dismissed.   Wordsmith of stories and poems Decades spent writing them all - Conveying different emotions - One second up high, the next I fall.   Did you happen to notice what was missing?…

Retrospectively Thinking About My Depression

When the new day starts in a few hours where I'm at, 165 days will have passed so far for this year. It seems like we just kicked off the new year and I could tell that it would be different at the start. I didn't know quite how at the time but I felt…

Shimmer Of Hope

There are certain moments in a person's life that they can remember what they were doing on an exact day. August 6, 2016, which was one year ago today, is one of those times for me. It was the last time I've seen and hugged my 'wasbund'. I don't want to call him an 'ex-husband'…

Good Enough

On the other side of my door - Where anything can happen - Never knowing what's in store, Finding safety inside has become habit.   Heartbeat racing as I prepare for the day, Hoping I can face the people I meet And ready myself for what they say - Their words could be bitter or…

Set Adrift

During this time last year, I wrote on different stages of my thought process as I sought out help for my anxiety and depression. For those of you who have followed me over the years, you may recall how I bit the bullet and kept those appointments with my therapist. If you're new, here are…

My Reality Check

Since the beginning of the year, I've known that I've needed to make a few changes in my life and come to terms with my anxiety issues and tendency of becoming depressed when something happens. The big thing I'm trying to fix is not falling into the temptation of running away when something unpleasant happens.…

Voice

Sounds and chatter of this world Can drive a person to a quiet madness. Before too long, could be found curled - Tight in a ball, choking on sadness.   When they all look, point, and stare - Mind's eye wishes for invisibility. Then, you wonder about this despair, Why such a target of hostility?…

Why We Fight

Fight, or fighting, can mean different things for different people. It does boil down to some sort of struggle. The question must be asked, "Why we fight?" For myself, I have been struggling with something for a very long time - almost as long as I've been alive. It's not been always that way because…

I Remember…

As you get older, there are certain moments from your youth that you reflect upon and revisit. Those moments that truly stuck with you. Words that have been said and certain events that took place. I think quite often about time that has long since passed. I remember the things and lessons that people taught me.…

Truth about Domestic Violence

A little over a week ago, I woke up and sat at my computer as I normally do. After my morning Dr. Pepper, which serves as my coffee, and wiping the sleep out of my eyes, I booted up my computer and headed to FaceBook to see what was going on. I thought, for a moment,…