My Own Creation

Not buying into the construct of societal norms anymore.
                               They don't make you happy.

Going to be the creative genius of my own definition.
                                I'll be the designer of my destiny.

I will decide what looks normal in my world.
                                Being tired and dissatisfied is not normal.

My passions are my guide and my inspiration.
                                I will live and leave life feeling satiated and happy.

I am deciding who I am and what I will offer this world.
                                My only purpose is to grace this existence by living fully.

Feeling So Many Different Directions Today

Artist Unknown

The day began like any other; the sunlight woke me up. I smiled really big.

Then I remembered I forgot it was supposed to be a very special day.

One filled with laughter, joy and a reverence for love... the usual for a day belonging only to us. But instead the hours flowed from one chore into the next accompanied by intense feelings which were both distant and reflective. There were tears too.

But it wasn't all bad. I daresay even uplifting. Good friends reminded me that I was special and deserving of their love. That was cause for happy tears.

I've heard it said that shopping solves nothing. This trip did though. Tonight it will be a comfort to me in so many ways. Let's hope it carries me through until the days are filled with less what ifs.

I cherish the special people making this day feel lighter. You helped, and I thank you for that.

And to those who made this day normal-seeming, I owe you a debt of gratitude as well. I got through it with less damage.

Tomorrow will begin again like any other day. And I'll smile really big again.

Hopefully, my feelings will stay the course.

I Belong To Me

"I'm not yours... I'm mine."

Susi Bocks

I Won't Tell You "I Told You So"

*deep sorrowful sigh

I'm sorry. So, so sorry. 

I didn't succeed in saving you from your fate.

You're broken now. The trust is gone, and so are your reserves. Your faith in love is shattered. It seems utterly unbelievable to have made it to this place of darkness. But you're here now... and I'm hurting with you, dearest.

Oh pain, please just go away! Leave him alone. The agony is too much for tender shoulders to bear. Ease up... I beg you.

You'll get through this, people say. It doesn't feel like that when you're in the thick of it though. But know this... I'm here till the tears stop rolling, the deep ache subsides and the reality of moving on alone becomes easier to accept. Whatever you need, love... I promise.

I'm here for you. Always.

Just One Within The Fold

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"Being human is the most incredibly unique individual experience

one can have within the collective of so many."

Susi Bocks

Elusive Bliss

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"One is too many, and too many is never enough."
Susi Bocks

The angst falls away as soon as your drink of choice enters your bloodstream. What was once edgy is now smooth. You can take standing in this zone with a renewed sense of confidence. 

Until it begins to fade.

Time for the next drink, and the next, and the next...

Needing to feel at ease, wanting the pain to stop. That first drink takes you there, and the rest give you a false sense that everything will be fine. It's an endless cycle of feeling good and feeling like shit; being in hell is the outcome.

That's the roller coaster named Elusive Bliss. Sometimes you want to get off, and you do. But one bad moment pulls you back on that ride. It's good, if only for a little while. That piece of ease is the promise booze makes. You'll feel way better than where you just were. You hold on to that moment for as long as you can. But it always goes away, and the shit that was your life is back.

Get off that ride... please.

Emotional Architect

My friend Kristen inspired this...

Let's be consistently excavating, digging deep for insight. Expose the levels and multiple layers. Reveal your psyche, show us the genuine article of who you are.

It is a long process, a life's work. 

We shape who we become by the forces we engage with in our years. They influence, inspire, destroy, uplift, and knock us down; we willingly let them color in our design.

Be ready for the day, should it come, when you realize the facade you've built is not what you are comfortable with. Be prepared to remove rot, change the colors to bright, open the walls up so you can breathe... finally. To one day be the you, the creation of your own design.

That day you will have built who you have always wanted to be. You'll know because living in your skin will come naturally, and be comfortable. Your exterior won't be brittle anymore, it will be strong. 

Because no one, and I really mean no one, will be allowed to decide who you are anymore.