Dear me,

This is a short example of what happens when I am triggered and become (extremely) self-aware... Here I am. I've split and I hear myself talking and then I am outside of my body, listening to the words that are spewing out of my mouth and I'm like....NO. Don't say that. Why are you saying… Continue reading Dear me,

It Takes Stepping Stones (to get to me)

You probably don't understand me. You probably never will. I can tell you that my brain is scattered and to the brim it is filled with madness. My mind is never the same. I'm constantly changing. Forever. I can tell you that I'm a writer. I'm a poet. I know it. I can tell you… Continue reading It Takes Stepping Stones (to get to me)