The Best Friend I Almost Never Had
Society drills into that being friend with a significant other’s ex isn’t really the social norm, usually even after that significant other becomes not so significant anymore.
It’s casually but carefully pointed out by your partner and any of their friends that this person was the enemy. A very black and white picture is painted which usually involves one being at fault or crazy or any…
I’ve always had a slightly hard time justifying doing things for myself; not like the daily necessities, but rewarding or treating myself for whatever. For others though, it’s always been an entirely different matter. I’ll help just about anyone in the world in any way that I’m capable. It is so very easy for me to care about someone else, even someone that I don’t necessarily know very well.…
Weakness…. I’ll support anyone I care about in the best way that I know how in their moments, but I absolutely despise weakness in myself. Maybe it’s because of part of a broken childhood, maybe it’s because of a broken family. Either way, I had to learn how to stand on my own from a very young age. Unfortunately, there was a downside to this. Eventually I found someone I trusted, someone who…
There are many curiosities about broken things…especially dependent upon the way something is broken. I am such a broken thing. I don’t want pity and I don’t expect all of my problems to magically be solved, but I recognize the fact that I don’t quite work the way a “normal” person would in some situations. This does not make it an excuse; simply a statement of fact. The argument was made against…
Back in November, I got my second tattoo. Even now, despite my instantaneous love of ink, something has to mean a great deal in order for me to decide to permanently put it on my body. The first tattoo was a tribal scorpion in honor of my father, who had been a Scorpio. This next one was a popular lion king symbol along with the quote, “Remember Who You Are.” The movie had been a favorite for a…
As I promised a friend I would, here are the lines on my left wrist, the only thing I will ever let mar my scorpion; albeit temporarily. I feel like this one picture says and shows so much. Of course, there are the sharpie lines that are to raise awareness of depression and self-harm and on my left wrist to show I suffer, but I’m a survivor. Through these lines, starts my scorpion. No, I’m not…
They say music changes lives. And I’ve always believed that, but never more so than I believe it right now. For years, I have wanted to see Transiberian Orchestra live. Tonight, that dream finally came true. I’ve seen a few shows lives… And several artists and bands as two of those shows were Carolina Rebellion and the Imagine Festival, but never have I been knocked back by the sheer… everything…
On The Topic Of My Sleeping Muse
My muse sleeps deeply, but yet, I know she isn’t dead. She lives still, just sometimes in a deep slumber. Were that I could wake her up. Then perhaps, she could save us both. People say I have a gift with words, but it isn’t exactly that simple. The reason it Is so easy to convey emotions through my words is that when I lose myself in my head; what comes out then is pure emotion; raw and…
“There is no statute of limitations on starting over. Re-invent yourself every day. Be the girl who walks barefoot and listens to the blues. Tomorrow, wear a trench coat and speak fierce truths. Be a phoenix. Be ashes. Burn down. Resurrect. Let go of the idea that you must always be who you have always been.” This is me, on so many levels, but I honestly never really saw it in myself, not until…
The Law Of Equivalent Exchange
Fullmetal Alchemist was probably the second anime I ever seriously got into and watched from start to finish. For someone watching closely, there was much to be learned. I think I have clung to it as one of my all-time favorites because I so closely identified with the main characters. The Elric Brothers had lost a parent and would have given anything and everything to have their mother back. I…