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This year, I’ve dealt with a lot as far as medical and mental health goes. Before this year, I used to have a lot of friends and people in my life that made me feel like I had to put myself out there for them, but I wasn’t allowed to ask for anything in return,
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The walls are thick Keeping me inside The thoughts loud The fear creeping up my throat Nothing to scream out Because who would hear me Aside from the fear itself? OCD is like digging a grave Shovel still in hand Burying yourself without noticing Tons of dirt weighing on your chest Guilt in your mind
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Before I married my husband, I was in a relationship that only mirrored the worst parts of myself and made me feel delusional, unworthy, and unloved. I didn’t know what real love looked like because I only saw it as committing for the long haul no matter what. Love was just a feeling nobody could
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Hello there, it’s been a while. A lot of things have happened since I wrote last! I am finally getting back into the gym after a few months of having a hard time getting into a flow of things. I struggle with working out a lot of the time because when I get sick or
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The memories flood The triggers creep The way I feel Is sinking in It’s hard to imagine A life without pain When it’s watching me from the inside Waiting to strike You see my anger You see my madness You still come back And relish in it all You feed the pain You amplify the
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I’ve felt a lot of grief lately. Having memories come up where I remember feeling so worthless and being told I’m hopeless, stupid, I was stood by out of pity, and I ended up being too much. Can you imagine that being your inner voice for the majority of your life and then being in
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I used to think that I was unlikable and weird to people. And maybe to some, I am. But I see the mentality of a lot of people who are incredibly vindictive and against the existence of people in general, that it doesn’t matter what I do in life, someone will wish I was gone.
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Something I’ve grown to love in the last year is my ritual that I call Self Care Sunday. I take Sundays to do nothing. I wear my favorite pajamas, I do my skincare, Eat a healthy breakfast, make an iced coffee, and typically order some chocolate covered strawberries to romanticize my day. Then, I either
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I was a small flame, fighting to burn But was always doused by doubt You’re too sensitive, you’re too anxious I’m moving forward despite the thoughts Pressed into my head by those who should have lit me up Set my passions ablaze, nurtured the fire within me Eventually I turned to ashes Slumbered in the
Furiously Bri 