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Sunday, 03 August 2008

  • i'm an angry person...but i'd rather be happy

    I had an anger problem.
    I think I still do.
    Little things really get to me.
    So I take time to cool off.
    But It still pisses me off.
    I get to the point...
    where I feel on fire.
    My jaw tightens
    I want to scream
    I want to yell at someone
    Hit something
    Tell people
    to shut the fuck up

    and now

    i handle myself so much better
    I don't know how
    but I just think differently
    lately anyway
    i don't yell
    just walk away for a minute
    think of how to make it better
    solve the problem
    than do that instead

    I'm glad i met jesus ..
    hahaahaha
    now when it gets to me
    I just think
    that i want to feel happiness
    I don't want to be angry
    I don't want to waste time
    With bad energy
    I still get angry
    but now
    i can let it go
    a hell of a lot quicker

    thank ya jesus hahaha

Wednesday, 30 July 2008

  • i met jesus...and he swore occassionally

    Okay well its a bit of a long story... :)

    keep in mind i've never drank anything or done any drug in my life lol because hoenstly some of this stuff just seems out of a movie or a book.

    For the past week i've been seriously considering suicide. I haven't been to this point in a while, i was cutting again, A LOT. Last night I was set on how much i hated my life, that there was not one thing that made me happy or smile. I cried constantly and never wanted to leave home. I was planning on ending it, i just didn't know how. I decided to go for a drive, and i live right on the foothills so i went up near Horsetooth reservoir and sat in my car blasting music for a bit. Than i just started driving through fort collins. I felt like a walk strangely enough, and even more odd, i thought i'd go to old town (the downtown here) and just walk around. There was a good amount of people walking, in out of clubs and bars, and a few people were playing guitar and violins and singing. I decided to sit down on a bunch that faced a club. I just watched people walk by, contemplating how depressed i was, and how i didn't want to live and nobody here knew it.

    This guy walked over and sat a bench away from me, and just said "Hi hows it going?" And of course i just said "i'm bored". He scooted a little closer, but still a good distance away to not be a total creeper and introduced himself as Justin. He looked me straight in the eye and just said "you're going to be okay...i can just see it in your eyes, you have passion for so much, and you were meant to do great things". I was smiling and saying thank you almost believing this was some sort of pick up line, but it was so surreal i almost started crying. i started talking a little bit and just said how much i love art, writing and music, and that i was going to CSU and He just smiled and shook his head and said "see i have this gift of looking into someones eyes and knowing when they have that special gift inside of them. you are so intelligent, i think you even know that you have so much inside of you that people need to hear." He started talking about his passions...he said "there are three things that my life is about 1. Love, 2. Being around loved ones, 3. giving, being patient and helping people. patience is such a difficult thing to understand, but it makes the biggest difference." I was just in awe every time he spoke.

    We walked around busy old town for a while, he talked to me and it seemed that his words should be in a book. We spoke about art and music, and then we sat down again. He had green eyes, and they were the most peaceful things i had ever seen. He looked and said "i know you have been through a lot with your brothers"..(yeah he said BROTHERS! i never once mentioned anything about my family or siblings!)..he continued, "i know you've dealt with a lot, but you were put here for a reason, and you have to live out that purpose because you were meant to help people". I seriously almost started to cry, but just smiled instead. he said "some people are dying inside, and that creates a hard exterior, but once you start to live again the walls fall down. I can see so much love inside of you, and you just need to let yourself love and not worry so much". I mean this wasn't some lecture i attended...he was talking directly to me. He said that with all the problems and complications in life, the things you wanted to do become what you won't do and then what you won't do, turn into what you "cant" do and cant's turn into death.

    I know this all sounds crazy...and i mean i saw it from the "this person is crazy" perspective, but everything about him was so pure and without any agenda behind what he was saying. He gave me his phone number and said to call him if i ever felt like that again. He didn't ask for mine, he just offered help. A stranger did. And honestly ... i am the most non-religious person in so many ways, don't get me started, but this wasn't about religion, it was just about being saved. I told my mom last night all about it, and i started crying about it. It just felt that he was sent to me for some reason, to save me or give me hope. It was like I had really hit rock bottom and God or whatever knew i needed something real and straight forward.

    It all feels unreal, but i left old town so lifted, feeling so happy. I still feel i need something for my anxiety haha but i feel like i am meant for something important, and that is all i really needed.

    It didn't matter how much my friends or family or boyfriend told me the same thing, this felt like it was bigger than me, it seriously felt like i was talking to jesus haha. And he cussed a lot too, so obviously cussing ok :) He was way too smart, enlightened and hopeful than any normal person. And I'm not going to start being religious or going to church, but I'm beginning to think its not about any specific religion or guidelines of going to Mass all the time. It's just about living for your passions, and helping people.

    It was so crazy, i wish someone were there to witness it, so i didn't sound like i just had a dream or imagined it all haha. anyway...i hope that made sense, it makes me happy just thinking about it. A complete 180 from yesterday. I feel good :)

Monday, 28 July 2008

  • i can feel i'm not good enough for the people around me

    it is official...i am completely bipolar.
    for a few days i didn't even think about being depressed
    i didn't feel compelled to cut myself
    there were a lot of things i wanted to do
    but today is like before
    i cut myself a lot and i was angry because it didn't hurt enough
    i don't want to show it off
    yet at the same time i am not ashamed
    it feels like me, this is me
    i don't care what people think
    i've been faced with people looking down on me because of it
    and those that are concerned and want to be there for me
    but i feel the same all around
    i just don't care for the most part
    and if i do care
    its just that i care if people leave
    if people stop caring
    if people give up on me
    if people can't love me anymore
    i care about that
    and that is what hurts the most
    more than any cut by the dozen
    i feel inadequate for the people around me
    they deserve more
    but this is me
    and this is how i feel
    and i want it to hurt more than being hated or left
    d

Tuesday, 22 July 2008

  • so many things in one day

    today is my second full day at home.
    today is my mom's last day in town.
    today we had plans to go shopping and out to eat.
    today garrett had to leave for work at 4pm...he'll be back by 1am.
    today started off slowly but surely.
    today everything good and bad exploded into a million little pieces.
    today i cut myself about 25 times, one right after the other.
    today i hate who i am.
    today i hate everyone else and how they hate me too.
    today i don't want to live this life anymore.
    today i seriously considered erasing myself.
    today i realized how much pain i cause people.
    today i found my family and friends are better off without me.
    today i hurt everyone.
    today the cuts on my wrist didn't hurt.
    today i poured peroxide on every cut, and it didn't sting as much as it does inside.
    today i lost myself.
    ...or maybe i found my true self once again.

Friday, 04 July 2008

  • i am without

    every part of me doesn't want to give up
    but i don't think i have control now
    what i feel is automatic
    maybe a defense i have
    i've been told i'm nothing
    told that i am crazy and manipulative
    after so much, it hurts daily
    it won't just wash away with tears
    i'm reminded always and i can't ignore it
    somewhere along the way
    the overwhelming love and happiness
    transformed into resentment and anger
    i don't feel that love now
    every minute i just feel hate
    it never goes away
    and the love never returns
    i want to love
    i want everything to be perfect again
    i want to feel that way again
    but too much has happened
    so many hateful thoughts and words
    will i ever feel good again?
    after all is said and done
    i want to make it work
    but i know wanting
    and the reality of it all...are so different
    so contradicting
    after so much hurt
    after feeling this for so long
    a part inside dies
    the ability to forgive again dies
    and love goes away
    i don't know for how long
    i just know i'm without
    and i want it back more than anything

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