I’m a cult kid. i didn’t get to create my own style as a child. So, now, I thoroughly enjoy funkiness in my wardrobe. I love being different, going against the grains and most of all mixing the feel of the feminine and masculine in my style. So today, I’m feeling fashion forward. Dress to … Continue reading Feeling Fashion Forward
"We can love, we can hate, and even kill, with the choice we decide to make with those cells. That choice still resides within the single individual."
Red is the blood dancing through me and orange is my sunset.
Music is an intricate part of maintaining and processing mental health.
I was so triggered the other day by a neighbor who wanted to talk. I said, “I’m really not up to it. I’m having a down day.” Her response, “Oh, get over it.” Immediately I wanted to snap on her. Then this calm came over me, and I said,”Never speak to me that way again. … Continue reading Grief Has It’s Own Ebb and Flow
Sexual abuse, trauma; Leaves physical scars Too deep to ever leave.
I am a poetess a prowess, a lioness ripping through emotions a shark in an ocean of sadness and incapable expression.
So much they don’t know, like: How I do numeric license plate Reduction to get through traffic; How I count my breaths In grocery store lines to Stay in control of an Agoraphobic mind, or How my ear buzzes when Sound is too loud, and I cannot hear my own volume So my voice elevates … Continue reading When Sorrow Comes Home
I’m done with ever being belittled, abused or treated indifferently ever again.