It’s easy to write in the hard times. Things just flow. Words scream out from broken hearts and onto the page. The good times though, those times it can be more difficult to form the passionate words so easily found… Read More ›
Yesterday was amazing! And this is coming from a girl that’s suffering from a recent episode of depression, so you know it had to be good. I lay on the hard bed, my hospital gown comfortably tucked around me. The… Read More ›
Shaking hands reached to light a cigarette. I looked down only to realize they were my own. The clock angrily blinked it’s bright numbers at me. Almost time to go it mocked. I felt my stomach rumble. Begging for nourishment…. Read More ›
I have to have another MRI done today. I imagine most of you read over that sentence shrugging your shoulders and saying okay. Possibly I’m going to tell you how many times I’ll use the bathroom today as well. I… Read More ›
I enjoy reading posts from older woman who pour out the skeletons of their emotions. The ones that rip right to the truth. The feelings of no longer mattering to a society blinded by technology. No longer getting paid any attention in the grocery store, or gas station, or any other place that for so long in our lives men rushed to open the doors for us. A valid excuse to check out our asses. No longer having the luxury of being so damn naive.