Hell in High Heels

You only see the beauty, never the pain

Loyalty — 2018/04/27


I was visiting my mom today and hanging out with her gorgeous pupper. Mom and I had gotten Chinese food for lunch and when I reached over to show her something the dog moved between us and got mouthy with me.

Loyalty is huge with me, as you well know. This dog showed so much loyalty but judging a situation, perhaps incorrectly, but nonetheless instinctively.

Representative Data Points — 2018/04/24

Representative Data Points

It’s sad how fast things change. It’s amazing how one moment you are infatuated with someone, saying they represent what you want in your life and the next you two don’t talk for days.

This is why I have my three days rule. If someone is romantically interested in me and we have a fight, they should contact me within three days or we are nothing.

This is how I keep myself straight in this crazy world.

Protected: Friendly advice — 2018/04/10
No longer slam poetry — 2018/04/08

No longer slam poetry

I’ll take my nights alone with my phone and laptop and art. My god, I really think the art is saving my life. It’s letting me get better

And it doesn’t judge me for what that looks like.

The nights when I tear skin off my lips to feel whole

I’m no longer hoping to die.

I’m no longer spending my nights praying that death swallow me before morning.

I’m not great but I’m finally something. People have no words when I explain what happened to me. They look at me with subtle horror etched on their faces.

I’m no longer praying to die

Mania, by any other name — 2018/02/28

Mania, by any other name

At this point, I can’t process what I’m praying for. I suppose it might be peace, but this feeling of euphoria is so life changing that it’s keeping me on the edge of my seat. All else fades away as I gain more “control”. I’m on the edge of my seat, like I could break windows. I feel like all my decisons will be the right ones. I feel like I cannot fail. I feel. Oh god, do I feel. These nights are simultaneously the best and worst of my life. They are the best because of the feeling of power endued by my raging emotions. The manic highs lead me to feel like I could steal an organ, or that a bolt of electricity would be good for my blood stream. It leads me to complex calculations; it leads me to introspection, most often shared with someone not quite ready for it
No worries puppet, this mood will be around all night. I’ll be up making rash decisions til the cows come home. There must be more than this. There must be more than this. It’s become my demand, my ever earnest prayer. Like the little girl who prayed so ferverently for health or happiness, I am a little girl, curled up in a ball, who’s just waiting for someone to come to me. Someone to listen, who can maybe TRY to understand what’s going on in these crazy times.
Self Preservation — 2018/02/25

Self Preservation

Self preservation is something we learn when we are quite young. We are taught that above all else, we protect our skin. Maybe we will find someone to go to bat for us when the times get tough, but if not we are taught to have our own backs, as things get dicey from time to time. We are educated with the knowledge that we ourselves know us best, that no one can walk in and pretend to know our desires.

It’s just not fair — 2018/02/07

It’s just not fair

You didn’t seem to grasp that it’s a public place. That I was socializing, which is imperative for my diagnosis. Which I LOATHE doing. This house is not my place of rest, so by saying that I came into your TV room to talk, you effectively shut me down for the night. I will not fight to be heard. Unless it’s about my mental health or otherwise important. But if some fat ass woman wants to make a stink about me interrupting her TV time, when who knows I could’ve been suicidal, then so be it. This is nuts and I’m over it. Today was a decent day, had a couple crappy moments here and there, but overall was productive.

One of the hardest decisions you’ll face in life is whether to walk away or try harder.

~z. Abdelnour

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