They’re nipping at my heels, tearing flesh, drawing blood. My demons are coming for me.
Coming with a thirst.
They’re nipping at my heels, tearing flesh, drawing blood. My demons are coming for me.
Coming with a thirst.
I’ve done/used several of these. They work sometimes.
What about you guys?
I’ve been so sick. Since July, really, but intensity (right word?) varies. I will try to catch up soon, and I appreciate you all for the likes and comments. I’ll reply and read your stuff, too.
✌🤝✌🤝❤❤
Thought-provoking and powerful article.
https://www.yourmodernfamily.com/scary-truth-whats-hurting-kids/
*SPOILER ALERT: I’m human. I occasionally curse, and there’s a naughty word in here.*
So, is anyone like me and relate to the bad guy/gal in books and films? Heck, even some historical events? I do. Quite often, actually. I was thinking about it today and wondering why.
I think it’s because the bad guy is flawed. Most of the time people aren’t all bad. They have made bad choices for a number of possible reasons and landed where they did before realizing they need to turn back, and I empathize with that, because being even more honest, I’m often a fuck-up.
Feeling like I was robbed of something – usually love. Feeling unappreciated. Feeling under valued. Feeling like I don’t fit in with the good guy group, because after all, they look happy and all pulled together, and their FaceBook pages tell me all about their glorious lives, and here I am, not any of those things.
So, sometimes I pull for the bad guy to get away, and I can with no trouble because, after all, I’m watching movies and reading, of course. Or root for the female villain to win and humbly accept her apologies and be crowned upon her throne.
Honestly, I don’t know. I’m babbling. But, I pull for Loki (Thor), Erik/Magneto (X-Men), Slade (vigilante from Netflix original The Five), Francine Hughes (Farrah Fawcett in The Burning Bed, abused woman escaping her husband). Two are misunderstood and do some misunderstanding of their own. One, a vigilante.
The last trying to save the life of herself and kids.
Eh. Well, again, as I said, please pardon the babbling. My life is very nice now, but for decades, things were not right. That brain wiring and the automatic reactions and feelings don’t just disappear. As I said, just random stuff bouncing around in this mind of mine. Be well. ✌
Back from vacation that I needed and loved for many reasons.
Hope to catch up soon. Take care.
Share something you’ve personally experienecd, or a way you’ve helped, regarding mental health on Tuesday, 10.10. World Mental Health Day.
Me? I wanted to give up. To actively choose no longer having to face this agony called Bipolar Disorder, and all that comes with it. I chose to draw on my strengths and faith, and live for my son. Depression’s lies and beatings didn’t cause me to be the worst thing to happen to my son. I’m around, and not perfect, but I’m around. And I know what it is for a parent to be gone while you’re still a kid.
So, I fought, and eventually, even thrived. And it is something I actively choose to do over and over again.
All for my son.