Category: Turn the page,
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The stuff between your teeth;
Self-satirical outlook on becoming self-aware that I was completely steadfast in my earnest attempts, to be honestly unaware of. Ok, so I have OCD, bad OCD. Not the kind of TV sitcom producers and 20-something writers who keep making an uneducated pun or butt of a joke. I’m not anal-retentive like most people…
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Your someday is now.
Someday you’ll miss me like I missed you. Someday you’ll cry for me like I cried for you. Someday you’ll want me back like I wanted you. Someday you’ll understand why you broke my heart when I didn’t. Someday you’ll understand that I was the only girl that put up with all your mess. Someday…
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My Mack on the 101.
To whom it may concern, Today, (August 17, 2019) Saturday evening. A not so subtle sucker punch came in from the right. As sucker punches usually present themselves it Seemingly it came without provocation. I forgot to say, thank you.I was lost aimlessly wandering, craving the panic, drama and terror the past 5 years had…
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Halloween Virgin;
It’s something. I guess, a person like me should be happy with anything. After all, I have been and believed I was, something you flush. I love my son, I wasn’t allowed to see him for 6 years because I have a mental illness. OCD. And in some family courts, the bad guys do win.…
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A tad resentful;
Hating you takes up way too much of my time. The best revenge is massive success.. Frank Sinatra
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I just had to tell you;
You just had to tell me what? I just wanted to tell you I was thinking about you. 😃 My mother I find it hard to believe. Because, you didn’t think about me when I was freezing you offered no sweater, I was drowning and you stepped on my head. When you received confirmation I…
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Towels
Truth is, since the day I got sober I have never thought about drinking or overusing my medication. I was very sick for a very long time. I self medicated. I’m mentally ill, tbh I thought everyone felt like I did. Smiling in front of people and no one knows there’s gunfire going off in…
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Desperate shades.
I have a hell of a story behind all my comeuppance as of late. I figure a person cannot know what real pain is, and in most cases, love, until they’ve felt desperate. You know the kind desperation that will alter you. For better or worse it’s something that changes you. I think when a…
I am AnxietyGirl; leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound. 