My upside down is filled with: Nights to sleep - while I lie awake, Time for adventure - is the time I take, to prevent getting sick, to prevent the pain today, to prevent an asthma attack, to rest for tomorrow's plans - so I lay down, to pull the energy from anywhere around me, … Continue reading Upside Down.
Facebook Memory - August 12, 2011 "How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic for the striving, and tolerant of the weak and strong. Because someday in your life, you will have been all of these." -George Washington Carver 💗 Facebook Memory - August … Continue reading Memory
Purposely, you stabbed me with your words, And let them run about my mind. You found my most buried obstacle That tortured me through seemingly endless time. You knew how far to force your words, just enough to leave your conscience clean. You've brought about a fresh, new wound, That I've got no will to … Continue reading Talk About You.
I've tried to convince myself that it's an art, a skill, talent of some sort. It settled deep within me, but the intruder will not allow my mind to pin it with such descriptions. "Keep spinning it", I tell myself, in hopes of staying in the sun. Somehow, at this time, I'm unable shift what … Continue reading There will always be someone who can’t see your worth.
-Troye Sivan https://youtu.be/3awzvNrKDsg 💙💛💖, Bailey
Chachi, Your eighth birthday hasn't been exactly as you hoped for, I know. I'm so glad that you have some good doctors, though, and you're getting taken care of well! (With all of these meds, you may be having a pretty good time today 😂). You've been a soft place for me to fall through … Continue reading Happy Eighth Birthday, PopPop!
And all of the doctors sang in a harmonious tune "we told you so". I just don't like to be told what to do. 🤷🏻♀️ You go to a doctor for help. And I'm not sorry for expecting a solution in any case - especially for my chronic illnesses. If I had a dollar for … Continue reading I dare you.
My biggest source of pain, hurt, betrayal, and truth. Priorities. They show you what matters to other's - and when it doesn't turn out to be you, and you've given them your all... I wish I knew how to not wear my heart on my sleeve... Then I have heard that because I do, it … Continue reading Priorities.
She's different. You pushed her to be different. Her life is full of suppressing her differences so that she can fit in and look popular at school. She pulls it off well. At home, she walks into the door, and collapses - trying not to make it too obvious. Her sister doesn't collapse. At home … Continue reading Feral.
This life boils down to love. It's quite straightforward. As life is stripped of it's pretty colors, is there truly another reason? Love. Love in itself is beautiful - full of colors and light. Darkness is defeated by an everlasting safety. In love, forgiveness is found, and suffering, hurt, and pain is demolished. There are … Continue reading Love.