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Words from my daughter’s mind…

She wrote this poem herself. I have many, many more of her own pieces of work. I just have to find them all to be able to post them. I also make sure she’s okay with me doing that because these are words from her heart when she’s been down and out the hardest times of her life. So Momma makes sure to respect her privacy. If she says no, then I don’t do it. I won’t even 2nd question her about it even if that piece is that good I feel it needs to be shared. Just because momma thinks so doesn’t mean she feels the same way. But here is one she said yes too. Hope you enjoy.

Having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. it’s the fear of failure but no urge to be productive. It’s wanting friends but hating to socialize. It’s wanting to be alone but not wanting to be lonely. It’s caring about everything, then caring about nothing at all. It’s feeling everything at once then feeling paralyzingly numb. It’s so exhausting.

By tallgirl07

I have always loved expressing myself through words. I have been a bookworm since I started reading I think. So expressing myself through writing has forever been super easy for me. Now if I could just teach everyone who didn't know how, how to read, then they'd be able to read all the fascinating literature out there. I'd go crazy if I couldn't curl up to a good book on a rainy day if I wanted to. I work with the public. So I was outside a couple days ago typing away on my 2nd hand chrome book, and a nice gentleman started conversation about how long it took to charge. I said not long for an older model. He said he knew, about the older model I was working with. I proceeded to tell him I was trying my hand at writing a book. He turned out to be an avid bookworm himself. He gave me nothing but encouragement to finish the book. I like to tell myself I can do anything. But we all know how some people should just stick to their profession, well I'm gonna keep trying. I won't stop until I know without a shadow of doubt I can't succeed. Then maybe I'll put my pencil down, or in my case now, close my chrome book for good. Something tells me I won't have to just yet though.

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