I wasn't old enough to comprehend Italia 90 and Euro 96. But Gazza's tears that image is Iconic. Southgate's missed penalty. Pictures paint a thousand words. But to me these were just stories; anecdotes of England's "golden days" something up until the last 3 or 4 weeks I NEVER thought i'd ever experience. Going into … Continue reading The Summer It Came Home
It’s hard to believe so much time has passed part of me is always sad today. But I try not to be because that just wasn’t you. You ALWAYS ALWAYS smiled. so I try to do the same. I could go on forever about all the things I miss but its those memories that get … Continue reading Joel
More wins and smiles more reasons to celebrate More livin’ & laughing prayers for better days stressed out I meditate on a mission to elevate, Mind body soul and spirit I am not the same as yesterday Through pain comes growth & through growth comes change can’t make a difference if I stay the same … Continue reading Summer Daze
I’m done hiding, being scared of what people will say & think how i’ll be judged, what people will say. Fact is writing for me is therapeutic, it allows me to be expressive and it allows me to create. All the things I need. Its hard to explain but i’m tired of suppressing myself, holding … Continue reading
This will be my last blog post for a while, its hard to describe how i'm feeling at the moment, empty, sad, low, lifeless. Most days I don't want to be here. I've become irritable; erratic and the smallest of things just have me seeing red all the time. I feel exhausted & tired all … Continue reading
Accepting help is difficult, understanding why is difficult but once you hit the bottom upwards is the only way to go, For so long I struggled with many demons but for so long instead of doing anything about it I just hid, coped and hoped it would go away. Admitting to the people I hold … Continue reading
You ever felt so low to the point your whole bodies numb? You feel hollow and empty. A constant never ending cycle of sadness sometimes you just can't explain it. There's this voice in your head that constantly tells you, your not important. Your worthless; your feeble and weak. No matter how much you try … Continue reading I Have Something To Say.