I have avoided writing a lot lately. I wish I could say it was because I've been busy. I mean, I have been busy, but that's not the main reason I've avoided writing. The reality, of course, is that I fell off the wagon again. But before doing that, I had gone through a major … Continue reading Struggling A Lot: Beautiful You
Some days I feel more down than others. Today is one of those days. And it's weird. Usually when I am feeling depressive, I can work my mind through it and come up with a way of finding myself trying to fight it back. But somedays, it all just feels hopeless. Today is one of … Continue reading Today is One of Those Days.
Since tomorrow marks the beginning of Pride Month, I thought I would offer this post as a Reblog. Honestly, my feelings about the subject have not changed much, but I have become a little more comfortable with who I am. It’s all a process for me, mind you, but I wanted to post this as reflection from a year ago.
June represents a month of recognition for those in the LGBT community and it is referred to as Pride Month, and various countries around the world recognize it in memory of the Stonewall Riots of 1969. So, in my own way, I thought I’d offer my thoughts on the subject of LGBT pride from my personal perspective. But, before I do that, realize I’m not one to really engage in the agenda, movement or Pride celebrations.
With the idea of pride in me head, I decided to search the posts I have where I have mentioned or discussed pride. I’ve often discussed (mostly in my last blog), that I will never be the kind of person to stand on rooftops with my bullhorn and yelling about bisexual pride, nor will I be marching in parades wearing nothing but leather chaps and waving the Bi-Pride flag. In fact, as…
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A couple of weeks ago, I made the decision that I wasn't an alcoholic. So, I began drinking beer again. I just wanted to be "normal" on some level. I felt like I wasn't really getting the Alcoholics Anonymous' (AA) 12-Step Program, because everything I was being told I needed top address about myself - … Continue reading I don’t really want to drink anymore.
Listen closely and you can hear; The plight of a single mother's tear. Can you hear it? Not loud and barely a hum, The pain an addict makes numb. Can you hear it? The sound of all those young years, A life orphaned and full of fears. Can you hear it? Spoken with pride not … Continue reading Can You Hear It?