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Rambles
- Author Voltaic
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the worst parts of life, was when family wasn’t doing good. I am OK with myself suffering I’ve gotten used to it. when my suffering contributed to others pain, that made me feel the worst. then, it wasn’t just me being hurt by me anymore.
now, everyone in the family is doing good...
this is barely coherent, I started with a point, then I gave into chasing ever faster and erratic line of thought. Maybe I will finish what I started out trying to achieve, for now. Just rambles.
I am not sympathetic. most times, when people are feeling bad, my basic line of reasoning is to...
i look outside. the darkness of night touching only a fraction of the ground. nineteen lights to many take away the natural all consuming power of the dark. i add one more light, sitting here as i write.
i look in the mirror. the faint yellow light seeping through the window illuminates half...
I don't you such punctuation In the title lightly. lately what I see is politics evolving into people screaming at each other nonstop, over what is right and what is wrong. losing sight of what really makes politics tick, talking. not fighting, talking.
this is something that is at a loss of...
50 minutes. plus or minus a few minutes here or there to account for others being late. Discharge is right around the corner. rightfully, i am anxious. that anxiety mostly based off off a not so great weekend spent at the house. There were problems, but problems can be fixed.
this is a leap of...
i am not sure what to say. all i know is that I need to say something. the weekend has been taxing. i am relieved it is over, while I sit her in hospital. I fear the implications of this. i feel more at home, in hospital than at home. I enjoy time with strangers more than my own family, because...
To feel
is to be strong.
to feel
for a great loss,
why so wrong?
i sit here bored.
others,
eyes sore
cry tears
of fear,
happinies
as uncle soars
to feel is right.
coffin wheeled
out of sight.
a great loss,
at such a cost
with time we wait
one day will be ours
it is only fate.
still...
I sit here now. In this hard chair
before my fingers moved
expression, a blank stare
Warm tea.
racing mind
big questions
A refuge from my life
I am trying to find
Through words I type
My thoughts into compression
ski the bottom of the hill
to express is my obsessions
I shake
either sitting...
One more time. My body hurts, my body tenses as I make what I believed was my last movement to bring me pain... For the moment. I release a big breath as I hurt myself, rejoicing in the pain the movements bring.
Despite the fatigue of my body, my mind; chasing the hurt, wants more...
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Let me give you a tip. Everyone is crazy, society just deems one type of crazy 'socially acceptable' it is not about being the right type of crazy, but confidence in the type of crazy that you are
Not everyone is going to like you, even if...
Well, back on my feet again. These cycles up and down do suck, but at least I can enjoy the good times while they last. Here's too hoping for a nice and long good time. I look back on what happened two days ago. The memory radiates emotion, bright and hot. That type of emotion is what often...
I hit a low in a rough patch. When I seriously started to consider suicide, I realized that this was absolutely stupid. As much as I love to brag about 'my acceptance of death' I am scared of the **** still. I stall at the end, waiting for something to happen that will finally get me to do it. I...
Is it me? or is it them? small question is stature, but not in the insurmountable amount of facts gathered on both sides. Too much in order to make a proper conclusion without it being grey. I guess that is just what life is, never a singular answer, always murky unknowing grey.
Is it me, or...
Just a thought. I need to feel suicidal to function. That doesn't make sense does it, well I am not a person of sense. I gave it some thought though, I think since then, I got a sense of what normally doesn't make sense.
If I think I am going to die in the next month, there are no...
I thought I would spare the chat room of more thoughts.
I am thinking of different cultures. People tend to forum groups. These groups grow, split, shrink and all the other stuff groups do. One group can turn into hundreds of little ones, and all these groups over time forum different...
I don't feel any better, I just feel in conflict. I know my possible life could be awesome, but I don't know If I can get there, and operate, even when i am living the dream. I have so much progress to make, and sitting at the bottom of this mountain, looking up and knowing I have to climb all...
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What a night. crazy, crazy night. As you may have guessed, It wasn't a good type of night. my mind was in a pretty bad spot, and I got set off by something incredibly little. I wasn't doing good for the past two weeks, and all of that building emotional energy came collapsing in as the damn of...
I have nothing good to say today. I feel horrible. reality is kind of clashing in one me. I feel like I have lost, it is just over at this point. I was off my meds for the past two weeks, I have been back on them for the past few days. I know they help. I still don't want to take them. it's kind...
I bought a car 19 years ago. The thing is still running, barely. It ran well when I first bought it. There where a few things here and there that I didn't like, some things that I did. That is with any car though, you are never going to get it perfect, even if you spend the time and effort to...
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