cheers to the new year

dear Father Time, I’m torn, because, while I have a few bones to pick with you, I am also grateful for the abundance of love that surrounded me over the last year. through the best and the worst of times, there is so much to look back on and appreciate. january my motherfucking birthday month!…

entry #22

dear depression diary, I am so utterly broken. I’m tired of people dying around me. I’m tired of having to explain those deaths to my kids. I’m emotionally and mentally exhausted, to the point that I am numb. when I found out about my grandfather, I couldn’t cry. not a single fucking tear. I could…

suppression

i refuse to let it in this feeling, these thoughts of never seeing you again it might actually kill me my whole life you’ve been there with kind words and endless love one of the few who really cared what will this world be without you? I am scared, absolutely terrified that the sadness will…

entry #17

dear depression diary, this entry is long overdue. admittedly, I think I’ve started three or four ‘entry #17′ and never finished or posted a single one. this summer was a difficult one, filled with so many setbacks and heartbreaks that it was hard to talk about. shit, I’m still coping from my losses and haven’t…

anatomy.

Anala laid still in her bed, with her hand placed lightly on her stomach as she listened to the hustle and bustle of the city below her. A smile broke out on her face as she felt a light kick just above her bellybutton. “Good morning, little one”, she said as she caressed the area…

butterfly

her, she shone with a light that radiated the darkest night my favorite moment was the night we met she shook my breasts, and not my hand; how could I forget when I would wear my flower crown headbands around her she would tell me ‘you look like a snapchat filter’ her laugh was infectious,…

entry #1

dear depression diary, today is a good day. yesterday was the anniversary of my brother’s murder, the event that triggered my depression. despite how much I miss his presence, I managed to get through the day okay. I know I owe that strength not only to myself for being able to accept my struggle, but…

800 miles

February 10, 2008 had suddenly become a day she would hate for the rest of her life. How could he be gone, she thought, staring at the mess of trophies, papers and books strewn across her bedroom floor. Tears hot with anger and regret streaked her face as she thought about the moments that had…

transition.

you were the sun that lit the sky after the longest night creeping in, you emitted the brightest rays of life and love and the higher you rose, the more light that shone until my entire world was immersed in your radiance oh you, after so much trial and error were the soil I needed…