Mental Health: Interlude

Confession time: I ran out of one of my psych meds nearly a week ago and won't get more until tomorrow or the day after. Don't shout at me! I ran out and kept getting distracted and realized there were no refills when I could focus on the fact. So, it only occurred to me... Continue Reading →

Mental Health: My Recent Experiences

I suppose, so that visitors can better distinguish among the various topics of my blog, it is time I should preface each post with a category. Some people seem more interested in reading about my experiences in living with mental illness. I hope that they take heart at reading of another person's similar experiences, or... Continue Reading →

The Children of Bilal, Complete

He stood on the roof’s edge, sweeping his gaze across the city.  So many were sleeping peacefully elsewhere, but this place was alive with sounds of life.  Street vendors were gaily calling out to those passing by, bright lights cast their colors across those searching for tonight’s pleasure, and over all of this were the... Continue Reading →

Early Morning Thoughts

Well, my vacation has officially started. It's only the second time I have actually set aside time for one as well. I have no clue what all will be done in the next two weeks apart from writing and possibly going to the coffee shop. House cleaning certainly needs to occur, though. Ever since my... Continue Reading →

S.M.F.

Well, I would tell you what that stands for, but instead you can search it up for yourself. Those who know, however, will recognize it immediately and are part of a strange family of fans and freaks. It's been so long that I cannot recall now how I first heard of Twisted Sister or what... Continue Reading →

Struggling

That's the whole thing. It summarizes my life for some time now. Everything feels like an insurmountable task or a pointless endeavor. This doesn't just affect my home life, naturally, but also work. I often dive in to whatever I am working on just to feel as though it is a contribution to the success... Continue Reading →

April

April is an up and down month for me. My birthday was yesterday as well as being Project Semicolon Day. Ironic, all things considered. I have spoken of my history with suicide both within myself and external impacts. Having these two events coinciding are symbolic to me. The image above will be my first tattoo,... Continue Reading →

Stress

When you are having troubles stemming from mental illness stress does not add well to the mix. I've never slept well, but lately i've gone back to waking repeatedly through the night. I am not falling asleep standing upright (much...no, seriously, I've been known for that), but I spend the day struggling to process everything.... Continue Reading →

Time

In a matter of weeks I will be forty-four years old. It's just a number to me, marking out how long I have survived being me. Sometimes it feels as though I know exactly who has been marking the passage of those years, but others seem that I am a stranger to myself. I have... Continue Reading →

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