She had been lying on the floor staring at the ceiling for some length of time. The sun had come and gone and the day had not made any new marks upon her recollection. Realization would come. But not right now. Eventually she would fall asleep and dream about screaming cats and falling rainbows. Hordes…
I can tell because of the fog That I must take special care I must write my name in it On the foggy piece of glass So as to not forget myself It’s easy to get lost inside The wisps of “here nor there” Surrounded by smoky layers Of “what if’s” and “why not’s”…
Please welcome Duncan Swallow to #BeREALationships. I’d gone to a party on my ownsome, and R arrived with someone else. About an hour later she was sitting on my lap exploring my tonsils. I’d got a bit of a reputation for being a poacher, since something similar had happened with another couple of girls. Yet…
Please welcome me (Hasty) to #BeREALationships. 🙂 Relationships aren’t something I think people get right or wrong. They just ARE whatever they are. A relationship can last a lifetime but I believe many times they literally last a few short hours or even minutes. Did you make a connection? Then you formed a relationship. re·la·tion·ship …
I used to think that all my problems stemmed from my childhood. I blamed bullies, bitches, and boys for my mood swings. They were such inconsiderate jerks. I used to think all of the men I dated were emotionally stunted. Why else would they be ignorant enough to hurt my feelings, take me for…
Seems I have a lot on my mind today. I hope you don’t mind me working through my own issues with you. Maybe you can add your two cents. Help me… help myself. What does it mean to take responsibility? For someone who gets it wrong quite often for one reason or another I’ve had…
People with depression will try to speak metaphorically about it. You will hear phrases likening depression to a storm, a roller coaster, falling down the rabbit hole, or dancing with demons. Metaphorically they are all accurate descriptions. Depression comes and goes like a storm. The length of the storm can vary and if it is…
My #BeReal guest today is Peter M. Olsen. Masks We all wear masks. Some are subtle. Some are hidden. Mine couldn’t be more obvious. Long hair, 20 pounds overweight, scruffy beard. The mask I wear is made from self-hatred and depression and scars. My mask tells me that I am ugly…So very fucking ugly.…
My #BeReal guest today is Courtney Keesee. When I think about what it means to be real, the first thing to come to my mind is not hiding from the world, even though it’s an evil world full of evil people ready to judge you and tear you to shreds. And I don’t mean not…
I look out and see a meadow covered in fog. It is as if the whole world is sad and the earth is listening. My brain can relate. Depression feels like that fog. Drifting silent above the world. Alone yet not. An atmosphere confused and heavy. But then the sun comes out and things begin…
