Dropping Tears of Rage to the Floor

My dream starts off in a dim cafeteria that only has small windows towards the top of the double story ceiling to provide any light; I'm volunteering through hannaford by servicing people in need when I hear a familiar voice "I wanna see carol, I miss her so much." I'd recognize that pouty voice anywhere [...]

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Ebb & Flow: The Emotional Tide

The surface is starting to break... white roars from the ocean that would normally soothe start to produce anxiety within me... these are my tides. These are my oceans. These are my emotions. Something is stirring inside me.... this isn't just sadness... this is anger. I wanted one without the other.... Why the fuck did [...]

I hate my life

Please forgive the stero-typical teenage drama-feasting title, but I have been plagued by anxiety, stress, depression, and tears, and I was hoping it was PMS but it's not. It's life. I can't stand it. 1) I hate being a single mother Let me make it known that I don't hate being a mom. I love [...]

The Dream of Arrests

I was driving down a road somewhere going 7 miles per hour over the speed limit.... mind you, you can legally go 5 over so I saw it as being 2 mph over the legal limit. Anyway, I see the blues flash and pull over to the right side of the lane. Two other cop [...]

Beware the Fatties

For the first time ever I went on a 5k run. More than that, I ran at a hefty 240 pounds. The weight I lost 2 years ago slowly crept up on me, and now I'm fighting the same weight loss battle. More than that however, I had a break through moment running in that [...]