mood disorder

I Feel Frozen

     When I sit alone and cry
     It feels like a hundred years pass by

     Time is standing still
     It always gives me a chill

     A single shiver down my spine
     Makes me feel frozen inside

     The coolness I feel in my gut
     Gives me intense pain like I'm being cut

     I'd love to say I'm getting better
     But I don't believe it myself

Road to Recovery

Oh sweet solitude! Shelter from social strife,
You have burned me and shamed me into ruined life.
I cast aside your shackles and step into the light.
This anxiety I will tackle, I'm ready for the fight.

Oh warm depression! The only comfort I have known.
You have since chilled me, down to the very bone.
I shake off your gentle slumber and rise from your bed
‘Cause sooner or later you’d leave me for dead.

This is real life, and mental illness is a real thing.

12.30.14: The date I met my boyfriend for the first time (I’m not going to use his name for privacy reasons so every time I refer to “him” it’s my boyfriend): It’s safe to say that I am head over heels, crazy in love with this guy. I know a lot of people are going to judge me for this post because I just got the date we met tattooed on me and we have only known each other for less than a year. But before you judge, you should know how much of an impact this guy as made on my life.

CARRY ON KOBY (blog), ABOUT ME

Julie Andrews sung the lyrics, “Let’s start at the very beginning, it’s a very good place to start…” but, for the purposes of this abridged autobiography, it isn’t a good place to start. I’ll start 34 years into my life, then I’ll jump to now and then I’ll go back to 1966.

7 February 2001:

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