It’s never easy to walk away, let her go. When you touched my heart, you could tell I was broken. Everything leads to – just walk away – but you love me. It will be okay. It will hurt. Bottoms up, tonight. Time can’t steal the love you’re born to find. Never easy but you’ll… Continue reading Learning to Love
Prison Love II: Strength – Originally posted August 13th, 2017 The question, “what am I doing?” rings in my ear every so often. It is answered by a warm sensation that lightly radiates from within my chest. My heart is in love. If you’ve been following my blogs, you’ll know that I have endured the… Continue reading Prison Love II: Strength
Who are we to judge others when no one is perfect? Sorry to bust your bubble but you aren’t perfect either. If you WERE perfect then you’d be God. Oh my goodness, are you God? Didn’t think so… On my way to work this morning, I saw a woman jogging on the side of the… Continue reading Rethink Judgement.
Fear. It can consume you. It can make the world stop until you finish dwelling on that same fear. Only, it doesn’t stop unless you control it. You may share this same struggle with me; the wonder that fills your mind; the question you ask repeatedly, “how can I make the world start again?”. Control.… Continue reading Fear of What is Next…
I was listening to some random track on a random playlist I created years ago. You know, the kind of music you totally forgot about because you’ve been wrapped up in the catchy tunes from today. What I personally forgot is that my taste in music was stellar back in those days. Then it smacked… Continue reading Love from Within
In society, we are made to believe that we MUST love our parents. Regardless of what they do, how they act, who they are. Some would even argue that unconditional love is love that does not have to be earned; conditional love is love that must be earned? What if I don’t love them unconditionally… Continue reading Do you love your parents?
The moment I decided I didn’t have to succumb to my parent’s expectations to be happy. The days that I decided to not kill myself. The strength I found in faith and hope when I was in the pits of despair. The moments that I put trust that my employer wouldn’t fire me during my… Continue reading I Want to Remember…