A little poem I wrote for my babygirl Lily.
Tag: love
Support Group Tell All & 3 Things I Learned
Last week was my very first time attending an official, set up support group for depression and anxiety. I've been to a free support group where you just show up, no registration needed, and speak openly to others. This group was different because I had to register prior to going and there was a whole … Continue reading Support Group Tell All & 3 Things I Learned
There’s Help
It is so exhausting to see and hear about suicides every day. It's exhausting because every time someone commits suicide- wait let me rephrase it- every time someone famous commits suicide every single one of my timelines is filled with the Suicide Prevention Hotline Number and "Don't do it" quotes. Every. Single. Time. There are … Continue reading There’s Help
My First Heart-break
I've had my heart broken twice. The second time I broke it myself, but we will get to that later. The first time I got my heart broken I was 17. I had been with this guy for 3 years, on and off. We would always break up, but we always came back to each … Continue reading My First Heart-break
Salt & Pepper
As I see my dads hair go from dark black to sprinkles of grey in his beard and head, I can't help but get teary eyed because my Daddy is growing up. I see my friends have older parents who are doing just fine at their old age, but this is my Daddy we are … Continue reading Salt & Pepper
August 15th: The Color Baby Blue
On August 15th I also took the three following positives (I think this is what my goal is going to be, 3 positives everyday). Made dinner, baked potatoes with mac and cheese, corn on the cob and frijoles charros. My sister had dinner with me. I didn't wake up sad. Tuesday was a pretty busy … Continue reading August 15th: The Color Baby Blue
Nikolás
I met this guy, lets call him Red. Red was a 20 something year old single guy, I was a 17 year old single girl who was freshly heartbroken looking for love in all the wrong places. Red was very toxic for me, but I kept him there because I was convinced he was going … Continue reading Nikolás