We Coming From A Long Bloodline Of Trauma We Raised By Our Mamas, Lord We Gotta Heal

I'm here, and alive. I truly have nothing of value to say in this post, I just have the urge to write. I know it's been a while and so here I am. Many things have happened in my life since my last post. Little E turned 9 last week, and Z's birthday is also … Continue reading We Coming From A Long Bloodline Of Trauma We Raised By Our Mamas, Lord We Gotta Heal

Shadows From My Past Life Is Real / So Real Sleeping Is My Leisure Waking Up In A Minefield Dream Is just A Pleasure Dome

I haven't been writing. How do I go from my last post to.... Little E joined soccer, or something else that seems so trivial now? Life is simultaneously seeming more pointless as the days go one, as well as revealing a wealth of information if I'm paying attention, which sometimes I refuse to, since the … Continue reading Shadows From My Past Life Is Real / So Real Sleeping Is My Leisure Waking Up In A Minefield Dream Is just A Pleasure Dome

Show Me The Meaning Of Being Lonely Is This The Feeling I Need To Walk With?

So I've been living here in Kelowna for 7 months. Plenty of time to get nice and settled and make  massive amounts of new friends and join plenty of clubs, classes,  activities what have you. As much as I feel at home in my house, and actually enjoy the town as a whole, basically because … Continue reading Show Me The Meaning Of Being Lonely Is This The Feeling I Need To Walk With?

I Put My Feelings On Safety So I Don’t Go Shootin’ Where Your Heart Be

Those phone calls threw me for a major loop. I've been doing my best in moving on from K. Settling in here in Kelowna, trying to forget. But those calls brought back all the memories I was trying to put behind me. All the pain and feelings of not being good enough. So I needed … Continue reading I Put My Feelings On Safety So I Don’t Go Shootin’ Where Your Heart Be

I Always Hear People Complain About The Place That They Live That All The People Here Are Fake And They Got Nothin’ To Give ‘Cause They Been Starin’ At Somebody Else’s Version Of Shit That Makes Another City Seem More Excitin’ Than It Is

Since moving, I've realized how terribly and utterly alone I am. I've been crying far too much. To the point that it's begun to affect my day-to-day life. For example, each time my phone makes a sound, for some pathetic reason I hope that maybe this time someone is calling to check on me to … Continue reading I Always Hear People Complain About The Place That They Live That All The People Here Are Fake And They Got Nothin’ To Give ‘Cause They Been Starin’ At Somebody Else’s Version Of Shit That Makes Another City Seem More Excitin’ Than It Is