when we are cubs,
we usually have one main emotion that pushes us.
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…
be careful what you wish for.
look at trump…
Continue reading “When The Regret Is Strong (and The Tears Are Salty)”
i suffer from depression.
diagnosed by a therapist when my parents were alive.
i said it.
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”
it all concocts the recipe of “fuck shit” in our lives.
you try to achieve your goals,
but one (if not all of those things) put a full stop to it.
its like a swipe password pattern almost.
you don’t feel happy.
swipe left and it leads to seeing the insecurities in your life.
swipe up and it makes you question everything you do.
when you swipe down,
it makes you want to stay stagnant,
you don’t feel good enough.
its all the plot to keep you where you are.
social media and these lying ass hoes don’t make it any better.
i couldn’t stop but wonder…