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Are You Sad?

 

AAbject

Absent

Aggrieved

Anguished

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Repressed

Reluctant

Restless

EErratic

Exposed

Emotional

Excruciating

 

 

YYawn

Yuck

Yielding

Yearning

OOnerous

Ominous

Oppressed

Overwhelmed

UUnhappy

Unfulfilled

Unfocused

Unmotivated

 

 

SSallow

Somber

Suffering

Shattered

AaAfraid

Anxious

Abnormal

Ambivalent

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Depleted

Depressed

Destabilized

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Tell Your Bitch…

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Tell your Bitch I hope she’s happy
I hope she feels great pride
Because her jealousy took you from me
And a part of me has died

Tell your Bitch I didn’t want to steal you
Or claim you as my own
We were just great companions
When she selfishly left you all alone

Tell your Bitch you did it
Blindsiding and catching me unaware
In a pathetic and heartless text
You crushed a friendship beyond repair

Tell your Bitch that she can have you
Until her cold and bitter end
But when again she fucks you over
I will no long be your friend

Unconditional Love

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You offer me love
Unconditional
Unless, of course
I don’t meet your conditions

Nobody will ever put us
Asunder
Unless, of course
You ask me to choose

We will always have open
Communication
Unless, of course
You refuse to speak

We are a forever
Family
Unless, of course
You decide to walk away

I’m Overwhelmed

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I’m overwhelmed
Nothing in particular
Just pressure and heaviness

I feel the tears
Sitting just below the surface
Threatening to breech my resolve

I can’t concentrate
Hate the confusion
Could I be losing my mind

I know I’m going to be alright
I know I have support and am loved
So why do I feel this way?

**Just FYI, I’m doing just fine. This was a write from a while ago, although, those feelings do arise from time to time. What I have decided is I feel that way because I just do, and there is NOTHING wrong with that. Shitty days happen to everyone.

ENOUGH!!

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Even typing my title has made my skin crawl. How many times have we heard enough is enough? I don’t often dive into anything political, but we are at a point in our history that I believe we must either stand up for what we believe in, or sit back and watch the carnage build.

I am going to begin by letting you know that these are my opinions and I ask that you respect that. I appreciate dissenting views, but won’t stand for personal attacks. I have a WONDERFUL friend that I work with every day that couldn’t be more opposite in her views from me. The reason we are such good friends is that we both respect the other’s right to feel the way they feel. We don’t have to agree, but we do have to respect. I try and give that to all views, and I ask that you do the same.

One violent death at our schools is too many, and we have had hundreds. One violent death at a peaceful social gathering is too many, and we have had hundreds. People are calling for change and action. Others are arguing that it won’t fix the problem. They are both right. No one thing will fix the entire problem, but several things CAN make a difference. Speed limits don’t stop speeding or car deaths, but we accept that we must set limits to attempt to help the greater good.

Mental illness is a huge problem in this country. The mental institutions of the past are NOT the answer, but every man for himself isn’t either. We throw up our hands to obvious signs of mental instability and say, “What can we do?” To be completely honest, I’m not exactly sure. I don’t have any one answer to that question. What I do know is I have to prove myself to buy a house or a car, via my credit score and reliability. WHY shouldn’t I have to AT LEAST do that to buy a gun?

Has anyone else noticed that when the deaths came from airplanes crashing into buildings, the Legislature was ALL OVER it with new restrictions, regulations and guidelines? I recently flew and forgot to take my bottle of water out of my bag. I got searched because I had WATER. However, when it comes to ALL the deaths from gun violence, they seem to be completely incapable of any action of any kind. The airlines need to get a MUCH stronger lobby like the NRA.

People argue that if we start registering guns, they will know exactly where to come and take them. REALLY?! That’s NOT going to happen to good, law abiding citizens, and if it does, let me know and I’ll stand on your front porch and defend them right alongside of you. I have to register my cars, campers, boats and even my dog, so my guns should be a no brainer. And do we really think that 18-year olds who aren’t allowed to buy a beer should have unrestricted access to deadly weapons?

The argument that if they take your AR-15, they will come for your shotguns next seems insane to me. We already accept that rocket launchers and fully automatic weapons aren’t allowed, so why would limiting magazines or weapons of mass killing be any different? NO, it won’t stop everyone from getting one, but if we had stopped just one, there wouldn’t be 17 families planning funerals this week.

Keeping the Feds out of my personal business has also been thrown around. Waving your gun around in the air in a show of freedom is really what you need to protect? As a female, whose vagina has been a HUGE point of discussion and legislation, I can’t help but wonder if we suddenly came after your scrotum, would you continue to wave that gun, or would you suddenly feel the need to use our hands to protect something else?

Nothing will fix everything, but it is time to stop the lip service and make something happen.

Where is my I?

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I lay naked, bare and raw
Prone on the icy floor
Devoid of life or faith
Unable to muster hope

Limp, languid and cold
Nary a heartbeat heard
Barely a breath exhaled
Devoid of the requisites for simple existence

Yet I live
Wandering day into night
Producing product and commodity
For the appearance of normality

Where is my happiness?
Where is my joy?
Where is my exhilaration?
Where is my I?

 

 

**I was unable to find the creator of this piece of art. If you know, or are the artist, please let me know so I can give proper credit or I will remove it if desired. Thank you.

***Please see first comment below for link to original posting of picture.

Loss

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First:
You don’t believe
You can’t accept
You refuse to acknowledge
You become numb

Then:
It hurts
It aches
It burns
It damages

Next:
You cry
You scream
You question
You mourn

Eventually:
Searching for acceptance
Searching for condolence
Searching for comfort
Searching for a safe place for the memories to live

Finally:
Remembering
Smiling
Accepting
Forever Loving

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All my Love to C XOXOXO!

Your Continued Silence is Deafening

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You said you needed space and time
But your continued silence is deafening

I asked you too many questions and it angered you
But your continued silence is deafening

I only wanted to give you my friendship and unconditional love
But your continued silence is deafening

I’m trying to honor your choice to pull away, to process
But your continued silence is deafening

I wish you nothing but peace and happiness
But your continued silence is deafening

I am holding on by a thin thread, waiting for your return
But your continued silence is deafening

Maybe I should listen?

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Without

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Edvard Munch, Kneeling Female Nude, 1919

Wanting
Needing
Thinking
Desiring
Craving
Hungering
Yearning
Longing
Missing
…………….
Without

The Awakening

A Friend of mine posted this on her blog.  It is private, so I had to copy and paste it here.  It moved me to tears because it describes what I have been experiencing perfectly.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

The Awakening
DECEMBER 18, 2016 ~ KRISTI
in a recent post about death i spoke about how i experienced an awakening and i wanted to share more about what that felt like. i did not pen these words but i very well could have as they describe exactly what happened to me and when i read them for the first time, there was very much a yes, Yes, YES exclamation that i was not alone in what i was feeling. i hope that you can find the same comfort and strength in this as i was able too.

The Awakening ~ Sonny Carrol

There comes a time in your life when you finally get it … When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out “ENOUGH! Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on.” And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and through a mantle of wet lashes you begin to look at the world from a new perspective.

……….This is your awakening.

You realize that it is time to stop hoping and waiting for something or someone to change, or for happiness safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon. You come to terms with the fact that there aren’t always fairytale endings (or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of “happily ever after” must begin with you. Then a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.

So you begin making your way through the “reality of today” rather than holding out for the “promise of tomorrow.” You realize that much of who you are and the way you navigate through life is, in great part, a result of all the social conditioning you’ve received over the course of a lifetime. And you begin to sift through all the nonsense you were taught about :

– how you should look and how much you should weigh,
– what you should wear and where you should shop,
– where you should live or what type of car you should drive,
– who you should sleep with and how you should behave,
– who you should marry and why you should stay,
– the importance of bearing children or what you owe your family,

Slowly you begin to open up to new worlds and different points of view. And you begin re-assessing and re-defining who you are and what you really believe in. And you begin to discard the doctrines you have outgrown, or should never have practiced to begin with.

You accept the fact that you are not perfect ,and that not everyone will love appreciate or approve of who or what you are… and that’s OK… they are entitled to their own views and opinions. And, you come to terms with the fact that you will never be a size 5 or a “perfect 10″…. Or a perfect human being for that matter… and you stop trying to compete with the image inside your head or agonizing over how you compare. And, you take a long look at yourself in the mirror and you make a promise to give yourself the same unconditional love and support you give so freely to others. Then a sense of confidence is born of self-approval.

And, you stop maneuvering through life merely as a “consumer” hungry for your next fix, a new dress, another pair of shoes or looks of approval and admiration from family, friends or even strangers who pass by. Then you discover that it is truly in “giving” that we receive, and that the joy and abundance you seek grows out of the giving. And you recognize the importance of “creating” and “contributing” rather than “obtaining” and “accumulating.”

And you give thanks for the simple things you’ve been blessed with, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about – a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, the freedom of choice and the opportunity to pursue your own dreams.

And you begin to love and to care for yourself. You stop engaging in self-destructive behaviors, including participating in dysfunctional relationships. You begin eating a balanced diet, drinking more water and exercising. And because you’ve learned that fatigue drains the spirit and creates doubt and fear, you give yourself permission to rest. And just as food is fuel for the body, laughter is fuel for the spirit and so you make it a point to create time for play.

Then you learn about love and relationships – how to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving, and when to walk away. And you allow only the hands of a lover who truly loves and respects you to glorify you with his touch. You learn that people don’t always say what they mean or mean what they say, intentionally or unintentionally, and that not everyone will always come through… and interestingly enough, it’s not always about you. So, you stop lashing out and pointing fingers or looking to place blame for the things that were done to you or weren’t done for you. And you learn to keep your Ego in check and to acknowledge and redirect the destructive emotions it spawns – anger, jealousy and resentment.

You learn how to say “I was wrong” and to forgive people for their own human frailties. You learn to build bridges instead of walls and about the healing power of love as it is expressed through a kind word, a warm smile or a friendly gesture. And, at the same time, you eliminate any relationships that are hurtful or fail to uplift and edify you. You stop working so hard at smoothing things over and setting your needs aside. You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly OK and that it is your right to want or expect certain things. And you learn the importance of communicating your needs with confidence and grace. You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that eventually martyrs are burned at the stake. Then you learn to distinguish between guilt, and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to Say NO. You learn that you don’t know all the answers, it’s not your job to save the world and that sometimes you just need to Let Go.

Moreover, you learn to look at people as they really are and not as you would want them to be, and you are careful not to project your neediness or insecurities onto a relationship. You learn that you will not be more beautiful, more intelligent, more lovable or important because of the man on your arm or the child that bears your name. You learn that just as people grow and change, so it is with love and relationships, and that that not everyone can always love you the way you would want them to. So you stop appraising your worth by the measure of love you are given. And suddenly you realize that it’s wrong to demand that someone live their life or sacrifice their dreams just to serve your needs, ease your insecurities, or meet “your” standards and expectations. You learn that the only love worth giving and receiving is the love that is given freely without conditions or limitations. And you learn what it means to love. So you stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. You learn that “alone” does not mean “lonely” and you begin to discover the joy of spending time “with yourself” and “on yourself.” Then you discover the greatest and most fulfilling love you will ever know – Self Love. And so it comes to pass that, through understanding, your heart heals; and now all new things are possible.

Moving along, you begin to avoid Toxic people and conversations. And you stop wasting time and energy rehashing your situation with family and friends. You learn that talk doesn’t change things and that unrequited wishes can only serve to keep you trapped in the past. So you stop lamenting over what could or should have been and you make a decision to leave the past behind. Then you begin to invest your time and energy to affect positive change. You take a personal inventory of all your strengths and weaknesses and the areas you need to improve in order to move ahead, you set your goals and map out a plan of action to see things through.

You learn that life isn’t always fair and you don’t always get what you think you deserve, and you stop personalizing every loss or disappointment. You learn to accept that sometimes bad things happen to good people and that these things are not an act of God… but merely a random act of fate.

And you stop looking for guarantees, because you’ve learned that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected and that whatever happens, you’ll learn to deal with it. And you learn that the only thing you must truly fear is the great robber baron of all time – FEAR itself. So you learn to step right into and through your fears, because to give into fear is to give away the right to live life on your terms. You learn that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophesy and you learn to go after what you want and not to squander your life living under a cloud of indecision or feelings of impending doom.

Then, YOU LEARN ABOUT MONEY… the personal power and independence it brings and the options it creates. And you recognize the necessity to create your own personal wealth. Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never ever settle for less than your heart’s desire. And a sense of power is born of self-reliance. And you live with honor and integrity because you know that these principles are not the outdated ideals of a by-gone era but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build your life. And you make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting and to stay open to every wonderful opportunity and exciting possibility. Then you hang a wind chime outside your window to remind yourself what beauty there is in Simplicity.

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