Another Good Day

I want another good day. Full of laughs, smiles, and prayers. Full of hope for the future.... and for the now. Full of LOVE for Christ, Salvation, Resurrection, REDEMPTION... For living fully with Christ in this life. Don't judge any other denomination for their "weird rituals" For they are doing the best with what they've... Continue Reading →

That’s all I knew

I am not a fool I know what this is Even if I believe it I’m not ready to say it out loud. I spent how long freeing myself from indoctrination. Believing that all others were wrong— Going to hell wrong, I refuse to believe that; I refuse to push my faith on anyone dead... Continue Reading →

10/10 Don’t Recommend

Weighed myself last night and internally teared up. I had already decided to fast most of Saturday because I wasn't happy where I was, but I couldn't get out of eating at the wedding reception...believe me, I tried. So today I ate some breakfast and decided that was that. I'll just be miserable and fat,... Continue Reading →

Just a Random Bitchfest

I suppose I should write something witty, but I can't think of anything thanks to all this brain fog. I should be working on my church and state essay, but I'm a glutton for punishment so I am procrastinating. I am home because my neck and back hurt so bad I could barely function as... Continue Reading →

This is Where My Heart Got Me

S said I have sad eyes. A said I looked intimidating today. and that she looks up to me. Primary said I talk out of both sides of my mouth -- hence the need for combining family therapy with one primary session per week. R (psychiatrist) wasn't interest in staffing today. He was staring at... Continue Reading →

Fuck that Shit

Feeling: despair, dread, hate, lost, annoyed, apathetic Got told 2X to go to cooking group.  Rather forcefully. So I went. Ate snack. Now exploring emotions.  NOT happy. If I tell the truth they'll take away my car. My Sunday mornings, ie. my freedom. I already feel so trapped.  So trapped. I'm so done. It's their... Continue Reading →

Maybe You were Right

3 Fucking Tears. Just enough to fuck with my eyeliner. Take off your blazer please. Nothing with pockets in the kitchen. Take fucking note You fucking whore. Sit in your discomfort Appear normal on the outside Calm Cool Collected No one deserves to know. How you feel is your business. If you share you WILL... Continue Reading →

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