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Lost Battle of Will
I have to blame myself, after all, it’s me I hate.
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The Doldrums
I’m pretty sure I’m unhappy. But I also want to stop taking Lexipro. I want to strip away the substances and get down to my core equilibrium. Then I can find out how I’m really doing. My moments of happiness have become few and far between. A time of happiness is something I define by…
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Worrying as Fantasy
Oh my my. I sit and think about the big things like world peace, fighting in Israel and Gaza, and Ukraine. I worry about a world war upending life as I’ve known it. I worry what it will do to my stock portfolio. That money could disappear if the stock market is deemed corrupt and…
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Privileged Dreams
I successfully left reality behind but I didn’t enjoy stuffing myself with shit. The genitalia was cool, but I didn’t enjoy the extra three pounds the next morning nor the headache.
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Stuart Smalley
I have always escaped my reality with drugs and alcohol because I don’t have the confidence and courage to fight for what I want in life. How do I gain confidence in who I am? How can I feel like I’m enough? How do I keep pushing when I fail? I have to learn how to…
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Day to Day
I do and I do and I do all day It’s never enough I just want to run away Tomorrow might be better So I decide to stay
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Me the Hypocrite
Sweet mother of christ, I sure do piss a lot during the night. I got up to pee four times last night. Full loads each time. Then I’d read Pachinko for a while before falling back asleep. I’ve been reading a lot of books lately that follow multiple generations of a family. In each one…
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I’m Spoiling the Kids
I’m the lazy fuck that will buy velcro shoes and wipe their ass until their 18 rather than providing in-depth shoe tying and ass wiping training.
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Make Marriage Work
It’s 6am on Friday. I can always do better also means nothing is ever good enough. This blessing and curse of my nature bit me in the ass last Saturday. My family was driving to the in-laws and my wife had a sense that I was annoyed with her. She asked if I was mad…
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Breathing my Mind into Your Face 