I think I got the download. I think I got the strategy.I blocked her. I deleted her from Instagram, and blocked her on Twitter. I decided to do it in a weird rush of energy and bravery. I don't understand why, but I did it.And am I happy now?Strangely, yes. There is this weird sense … Continue reading Are You Happy Now?
Is this me?
I do not remember how I got here. I stand surrounded by a maze of mirrors. I do not hate the girl I see with an ocean of blonde just a few shades darker than white stitched to her scalp. I feel bad for her. Her features do not belong on her round cherub angel … Continue reading Is this me?
If I don’t, who will?
The age old question I ask myself, staring into the mirror."If I don't, who will?"With a deep sigh, I channel my resolve. I lift my head up and squint.I am very aware that the future I want I have to create with my own hands. But sometimes it's difficult.I often take long drives on my … Continue reading If I don’t, who will?
Can I Get My Answers?
Don't even get me started with questions, I have way too many of them.I want answers. I have had so many questions bouncing around my brain, gaining speed and crashing out of my mouth. All my questions do is harm, destroy, and burn. I want you to put on your big girl pants and stare … Continue reading Can I Get My Answers?
What Can You See?
I walk through the gates into the city, more like an enitre country of Questions. The first thing that strikes me is how infinitely big this place is. Somehow, although it has walls containing it’s vastness, I realize that this is a much larger journey than what I had planned for. I always knew this … Continue reading What Can You See?
What will make Alayna happy?
My mom once said that she observed 2 things that make me happy: Art Josh I don’t exactly know why she thought that would make me feel better, I remember thinking that. Does she have to rub it in my face that I don’t have a lot of hobbies and that I only have like … Continue reading What will make Alayna happy?
I need you to understand, the questions could be my freedom.
The thoughts didn’t slow. The bite, it kept them numb. Icy infection reigns free throughout every inch of my pathetic sivering body. But now I feel the prickles of the soft sun’s rays. It’s time to wake up. I was lost for awhile, I didn’t think I would make it out of that one, quite … Continue reading I need you to understand, the questions could be my freedom.
Questions.
These are all I have. One thing you have to learn about growing up the hard way is that adults are just older lost children. They may have more experience, so you should take their advice, but it doesn’t mean they have anything really figured out. You also learn stuff your parents did that was … Continue reading Questions.
I’m not crazy.
I’m not crazy. Hello. I’ll say it even if no one notices; I havent written a post in awhile. My good old friend Writer’s Block paid me a good long visit. I could have fought it, I know I could have. I wrote unfinished drafts that were probably worth at least something, but, I guess … Continue reading I’m not crazy.
Visualize
"Take a deep breath and close your eyes," the leader tells us.And I obey. I need to close my eyes for once. A setting where I can let my guard down, in public? I'm so in for it.I position myself in my chair, firmly planting my feet onto the ground, and then lightening the pressure … Continue reading Visualize
Feeling Drives Work 