If anyone has been paying attention to the news there was a significant amount of tornadoes and storms brewing in my neighboring states. Actually, the tornadoes formed a U-shaped pattern around me, hitting multiple states except my own of which I am grateful for since I am not up to re-enacting a scene out of … Continue reading Day 8: Frantic Phone Calls and a Heartbreak Moment
depression
Sticks and Stones Were the Games We Played
.....When I was younger I was picked on relentlessly. I was so pathetic, that even a foster kid, who was probably experiencing the shit-hole we sometimes call a foster-care system, would degrade me, and this was what, head-start, kindergarten? Fat Lazy Loser Poor Pathetic Dirty Stupid.... My friends were the kids on the edges of … Continue reading Sticks and Stones Were the Games We Played
Beautiful
“Anything, anything would be better than this agony of mind, this creeping pain that gnaws and fumbles and caresses one and never hurts quite enough”- Jean-Paul Sartre -Beautiful- Perfectly broken. Beautifully flawed. Fucking hate me hate the cracks where solid is supposed to be. I can't go back, I can't go back I can't go I … Continue reading Beautiful
It was Daddy issues when I was a child
“I didn't really want to live, so anything that was an investment in time made me angry . . . but also I just felt sad. When the hopelessness is hurting you, it's the fixtures and fittings that finish you off.”-Angelina Jolie -It was- It was daddy issues when I was a child. Hormones and adolescence as … Continue reading It was Daddy issues when I was a child
Faith Taryn Davies 