“We grieve different.”

some of us are grieving a death.
someone of us are grieving heartbreak.
some of us are grieving unemployment.
some of us are grieving betrayal.
some of us are grieving all of the above.
2024 has been the year we were all unified in grief.
right now,
i’m grieving…

He broke your heart.
He broke you.
Now he is in another situation on social media.
They look happy.
You looked happy once upon a time with him too.
So seeing them both,
it has annihilated your self-esteem and worth.

that was me yesterday.
it rocked my world because i was expecting the opposite.
i was expecting him to fuck up another person’s life.
nope.
this one seems different.
so my inner control panel wanted to revert to “old jamari“.
i wanted to lay around,
think about why i’m not worth it,
and compare myself to him(and everyone).
i was about to put on sad music to be an emotional wreck but…

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when we are cubs,
we usually have one main emotion that pushes us.
joy.
joy is what made us bright eyed and bushy tailed to be alive.
we see the world as one big adventure.
with the help of our parents,
we learn how to use joy to experience love.
as we grow however,
and shit happens throughout our lives,
we get introduced to the different emotions within us…

Continue reading “Um, Your Emotions Are All Over The Place (Inside Out)” →

be careful what you wish for.
look at trump…
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i didn’t think that would happen.
geeeeeezzzz.
so something told me today:

“call star fox’s mother”

something felt “off”.
so when i called this morning…
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i suffer from depression.
diagnosed by a therapist when my parents were alive.
there.
i said it.
oh…
i been on medication to the point i was a zombie.
i haven’t been on medication in years,
until my recent doctor prescribed me zoloft.
i’m scared to take it.
i always said i wanted to go through life without anesthesia.
using drugs to cope as i go through my journey.
well i got what i asked for.
i’ll say this…
Continue reading “Depression is a Hard To Handle Bitch” →