My Beautiful Girl,
I hope you know the depth of my love.
The lengths I would go to for you.
The things I would do to protect you.
The things I would do to provide for you.
The way my heart aches at what the world could do. Continue reading
I wish that I could have posted earlier to speak with all you and keep updated…
But here I am.
After seven years of living abroad and three of those being very sick, I have returned to England to see how it goes here starting afresh again. I have been back for just over a week. Continue reading
I lead a good life.
I have all my needs covered. I have a roof over my head. I have food. I have clothes.
I have the perfect job for me. One that has allowed me to avoid the hell that is fighting the disability board.
It allows me to work from home -on my PJs, mostly playing on social networks. If I’m too tired (not your normal tired but the chronic fatigue kind of tired), I can take a two hour nap in the middle of the day to recharge. Continue reading
I know I have depression. I know I am introverted. I know I have generalized anxiety with a good dose of SAD. I know these well at certain times. One of those times is when I get my hair cut. Here is an account of my latest visit to “Aldos”. Continue reading
Scumbag Genetics meme
It has been said that a beautiful mind is a terrible thing to waste. And yet, it would seem like every day I live is just one step closer to wasting this mind of mine. Continue reading
Stripped of all flesh and bare to the bone.
– alone in the tundra,
gelid winds cut like a sharpened stone.
Oh, the unbearable pain of the exposed, tortured soul. Continue reading
Did you get to work this morning? Then you accomplished a monumental feat. Does that sound crazy? I mean, you get up and go to work. Simple, right? No. In fact it takes several steps. If you are depressed, or even just plain tired and burned out, each step is a hurdle in itself. Here’s an average overview of my morning.
6:00 A.M. The alarm goes off. You have to crawl out of bed. Out from under the warm covers. Don’t hit snooze, it will only make it worse. Continue reading