MEH

I have the mehs. Or, is a case of the mehs? Either way, I feel meh. Lately, I am 100% completely unmotivated to do anything. Okay, 100% may be a bit of hyperbole but nevertheless, I feel meh. I have been wandering around my house trying to focus my energies on something, but I just … More MEH

Empty

Depression isn’t an emotion. Depression does not equal sadness. Sadness is a fleeting emotion. When depression has really taken hold, I’m empty. I feel nothing. I’m a shell. I watch everything go by. I do the things I’m supposed to do, ones I’ve built a routine around, but I’m detached. It’s robotic. I do it … More Empty

Freedom from the Fruit

When I was about thirteen-years-old I started reading The Last Vampire book series by Christopher Pike.  It’s basically a rite of passage for adolescent teen girls to read books about vampires. This series preceded Twilight and is nothing like it.  The protagonist of the series is actually a female vampire. She’s 5000 years old and … More Freedom from the Fruit

Insecurities

Once upon a time, I wrote a poem. This time was August 20, 2018. Cellulite on my thighs Stretch marks on my ass Acne scars on my back and face Wrinkles around my eyes, smile, and forehead Stained teeth from coffee and tea A lazy left eye Booty isn’t round enough Booty isn’t big enough … More Insecurities

Too Much Muchness

I eat too much.  I drink too much.  I ruminate too much.  I’m depressed too much.  I’m too much. As an introverted and 75% antisocial person. This whole stay-at-home thing is not really a problem for me.  Well… it’s a problem in that I often times force myself to go out and be social so … More Too Much Muchness