Imagine That…

I feel like no one really knows how I feel. I feel like everyone tries to tell me how to feel. No, it doesn’t work like that. I am allowed to feel however it is that I feel. I feel like I’ve already had so much taken from me but my feelings? Cant take that. … More Imagine That…

More Life: Part 1

Everyone has their own way to express themselves. For me, it’s blogging. I’ve contemplated writing about this and asked for opinions but at the end of the day, I’m going to do what I think is best for me anyway. Two days ago I was told to leave my “home”. I packed my suitcase and … More More Life: Part 1

My Own

A year ago around this time, I wrote a poem for school about my transition through depression. I was proud of my self for getting through it. Unfortunately, I ended up in the hospital months later but I got through it again. It’s all a wave. I went up and down for years. Each time … More My Own