Can someone please tell me the difference? Maybe there is no difference. Maybe the rage is the trigger for the anxiety? Or does the anxiety trigger the rage? Either way, there is a catalyst propelling change in an arguably unpleasant outcome. Have you ever thought about it this way — the other driver(s) has no clue… Continue reading Road Rage vs. Road Anxiety
Do you ever need someone? The type of need that forces one last breath without their presence? Without them you know your lungs will collapse. As your chest rises and falls, you know within each tenth of a second how acutely aware you are that you cannot have them. Worse? The fact that you cannot do… Continue reading Without You
Food. The one thing that will calm the storm known as “hunger”. When in actuality, it is only comfort food. I always do it… grab the first thing to eat even though I KNOW I am not hungry. I’m tired. Tired is uncomfortable to me. I need to be fully rested to maintain a stable mood.… Continue reading Alarm Clock, First Thoughts
It is horribly terrifying in every sense possible. So many unanswered questions. So many questions that I will never be able to predict prior. Even making the plan is difficult. I have cancelled every plan I have made to hang out. What if they get fed up with me cancelling…… What if they judge me? What if… Continue reading Chances with New Friends
Insecure – Turning away From hidden fear. Beauty rings free Sipping lightly Under blurred lights. Eyes locked The key shines silently The way it should be. Take me away Wrapped in sheets Help me breathe – Gasping for your Hard sweetness Against me.
Good morning lazy Sunday friends! Often on Sunday’s I am thinking, “ugggggh, tomorrow I go back to work.” I just now realized something SUPER shitty about that belief/feeling. I am so caught up on dreading the next day coming that I never live in the moment right now. I will waste my day anticipating tomorrow sucking… Continue reading Sunday Inspiration
Sulking particles Granulated dust, Swimming in the Ocean we trust. Neat and tidy Formed we spun, Bonded heavy to Form a ton. Power lifts below. Cold transformed Into smoldering heat, A life you can beat… Yet unknown. The myth be told. We unite and Not ready to fold. Burning heat Blazes in our… Continue reading Become Fire – Not Ash