There I was rubbing and pushing up on you when all along the power to make my wishes come true was inside of ME. Continue reading “The Faux Genie”
The alpha in me attracts him.
My degree does not intimidate him.
My short hair does not turn him off.
My ambition inspires him.
To him my shortcomings are just opportunities for him to take the lead. Continue reading “Half Man Half Animal “
There is nothing wrong with feeling deeply, but as we navigate through adulthood we have to learn that not everything deserves intense reactions.
For those of us that wear our hearts on our sleeves, its almost like teaching yourself not to care. Not because you are heartless but as a form of guarding your heart. Your sanity. Continue reading “Talking Yourself Off the Ledge”
I often use the hashtag pasito tun tun on Instagram. Like blogging, Instagram is another platform of inspiration and self reflection for me. I was inspired to use the pasito tun tun hashtag from an old song by the same name, interpreted by the Billo’s Caracas Boys. Continue reading “#pasitotuntun”
Ebbs and flows.
Ups and downs.
Happiness and sadness.
Direction and feeling completely lost.
Walking in authority and desperately seeking validation.
Life will do that to you. There is no right or wrong way through this journey. You’re not crazy and the uncertainty will not last forever. You are Human. Capable of feeling. Capable of change. You are Human. Capable of knowing that there is beauty in the madness.
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Q: Why is she sharing such personal issues? Why are her posts all about her and her pain?
A: I write for self-reflection, I write for self- healing. I write as a way of acknowledging certain situations and thus making it easier to confront them and let them go. I write because I want to help others; and how can you help heal something you, yourself have never experienced? I am not a martyr. I am not a victim. I no longer live in my past. I am a woman of strength who wants to help others create their own flame when they cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Feeling is stronger than knowing.
Think about it.
Now for those that’d like to argue with me:
I know this burger is no good for me but I’ve been craving it all day. Eats burger, fries, the extra-large coke and the apple pie, self-induces lethargic food coma.
I know this guy is no good for me but I love him. Stays with guy, justifies all hurt.
I know I should be going to bed early but this sitcom gives me the feels. Binge watches show, hates the world in the morning.
Exactly. Continue reading “DADDY ISSUES”
I don’t know if it’s because I felt like he was speaking to me condescendingly or if it was because he was telling me things I didn’t want to hear, but every word hurt so good.
Now I’m not a masochist. That’s not where I’m headed with this. Continue reading “Iron Sharpens Iron.”
Since you’ve been gone I have no one to empty my brain with. You know how put together I could look on the outside and on the inside be so hectic.
Is it because I feel that no one else genuinely cares? Or is it because I am afraid to genuinely care for anyone else? I don’t know.
These are the type of questions I’d ask you.
So instead here I am, pretending to be some kind of wordsmith. Continue reading “I Miss You Poots”