I considered for a moment whether I would write this in first or third person. I wanted to write in first person, since it claims ownership of the things I'm feeling and saying. I'm trying to get better at actually expressing myself rather than holding it all in for lack of a safe place and context to do so. However, I assume that I'm not the only ( Read more... )

I know that I'm coming at this day from the wrong end.... Unfortunately, it seems to be a growing trend as of late. Perhaps the trend was already there and it's just resurfacing for a time. Oh, well. It matters little at the moment. I think a lot of this is a reflection of where I feel I am in life. Adrift. Or maybe just coming at the day from the ( Read more... )

My Dearest Love ( Read more... )

Are the things that I am sacrificing worth the purpose for which they sacrificed? More importantly, is my purpose worth what I am sacrificing? These are questions that imply meaning deeper than the words with which they are expressed. I do not know my purpose. I do not know that which calls me from a deep longing - or some other emotion which has ( Read more... )

Life has been a little bittersweet lately. It's sweet in the fact that I've been trying very hard to open up a little more and risk a little of myself to people, in hopes I'd get response, and it's been somewhat effective. However, it's bitter in that I still struggle with my loneliness. The closer I get to people and the more I open up, the more I ( Read more... )

If I talk to you, will you take me seriously? Will the things I say be worthwhile enough to listen? If I talk to you, will listen to what I have to say? Will you not just respect me, but actually care about me ( Read more... )