I'm beginning to feel like love is not a matter of fate. Neither is it an automated process or something that just, "happens." Love is just as much work as building a business or perfecting a skill. Love is a path that many do not have the patience to cross. Love is something that may… Continue reading I’m beginning to think..
I want to be someone's 1st priority. Is that too much to ask? If I'm needed for help, royally, I'm down for the task. Yes, I am loved, and we all have our lives. But I can't seem to escape loneliness, to no one's surprise. I hate that I need it, attention, I… Continue reading 1st Priority
We are about to get real with this one. Yesterday, I almost checked myself into a hospital. I had a mental/nervous/panic breakdown where I could not move, I was shaking and trembling, and I had WAY too many thoughts in my head. All I could do in that moment is DM a friend who I've… Continue reading The Evening I Almost Checked Myself into a Mental Hospital
I am seething with hate right now. It seems like road blocks are consistent in my path of growth. So I'm free-writing right now. Your eyes are my journal. I was diagnosed with clinical depression and social anxiety in 2018, around the same time I was attending Sam Houston State University for a Masters in… Continue reading Mental health in an unforgiving world. (Journal)