Falling into depression is like tumbling down the rabbit hole. You can see it happening all around you and you feel it within yourself but you keep falling, paralyzed by this Darkness. When I get depressed, I slowly withdraw from people and stay more to myself and I just kind of stare into nothingness as I try to sort out all of these negative, weird thoughts that race around in my mind. I get very forgetful and fuzzy headed and very indecisive, even more than usual. I stay in bed for the majority of the day and I watch Netflix so I
I got inspired to write this after reading these posts on this Whisper App about when girls first got their periods. Ewww, right? I didn't know if I wanted to share about this because I don't know why menstruation just seems like such a taboo, disgusting thing to talk about but I am a woman and it's a natural part of life so there should be no shame in my game about. So, story time begins now... I got my period when I was 10 years old and heading into 5th grade year of Elementary. I was so mortified to wake
This Thanksgiving was great. My family was there and the food was delicious. I even made an Oreo cheesecake for dessert that everyone loved. However, there was one aspect missing... Gamble. I miss him running around and me sneaking him my leftover food. My niece dropped her spoon of mashed potatoes and I was expecting him to come around the corner to hurry and lick it up but that didn't happen. I went and got a paper towel and got the mess up myself and I realized how empty the whole holiday seemed.
I can't believe I lost my dog. He was 4 fucking years old! We still had so much time left to have him in our lives! I'm really angry that someone just fucking hit him and left him there like he was nothing, like he didn't have a family that loved him like he deserved. It took me forever to pet him again when I went to see him at the Nebraska Humane Society. I just didn't want to accept it but I had to rub his fur again so he
My dog went missing last night, for 2 hours, and we were trying to figure out where he was because he had NEVER been gone for that long. He gets loose and runs around the corner, pees on all the trees and street lights, and comes right back but last night was different... We were getting worried. Next thing I know, my sister tags me in this post on a page about "Lost Pets in the Omaha Area" with the description of my dog and the caption was "DECEASED DOG." I lost my shit after reading that. I didn't know it could
What scares me about having sex with a new partner is the fear that they will fucking suck at it. You build up this hype and anticipation that they will hopefully give you mind blowing sex that will keep you two connected forever (or for the moment) and you can't fucking wait to see what happens... Then, the time comes for sex to take place and instead of this "amazing sex" you've dreamt of, you find out that they were just disappointing and a waste of time and penetration. Now, you dread the next time any kind of
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About the AuthorI got the idea to create a blog in December 2014 on a random type of day.Writing has always been therapeutic; the only way I could communicate clearly, in actual words instead of struggling to unscramble the swirl of images, metaphors & analogies that is my thought process. In short, Archives
February 2020
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