Depression

Slipping

September 15, 2019 // 4 Comments

Don’t tell me I can love myself, I can’t love myself Man you’ll never know Can’t tell you why I always cry, eyes are never dry Tears they always flow [...]

A Loaded Question

March 30, 2019 // 12 Comments

How can so simple a question have so complex an answer? Someone asked me this morning how I was doing. I still haven’t answered that question. Outwardly, things are [...]

The Apple and The Tree

October 27, 2017 // 41 Comments

The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, the old saying goes. It’s an obvious statement, of course. Unless an apple tree is at the top of a hill any apple that [...]

Faded Blue Genes

October 21, 2017 // 10 Comments

I walked into the dining room and saw a Wendy’s cup sitting on the table where my twins sat eating. I hadn’t been to Wendy’s that day, and Baby A had been [...]

Runaway Train

October 29, 2016 // 42 Comments

If we were having coffee you might raise an eyebrow at my SoCo and Coke. “I thought we were having coffee?” you might ask. To which I’d reply, “Coffee [...]

Make Mine an Irish

August 21, 2016 // 23 Comments

If we were having coffee I’d take my steaming hot cup o’ joe and apply a liberal dose of Bailey’s. It’s been that kind of week. If we were having [...]

I’m Not Okay

May 7, 2016 // 58 Comments

If we were having coffee I’d have to get a few things in order first. I’d have to grab my favorite hazelnut creamer and dump a generous helping into my steaming [...]

A Brave Farewell

April 22, 2016 // 25 Comments

I haven’t written regularly in ages. I haven’t had the urge. Even when I get an idea in my head for a post, a lack of motivation kills whatever ideas I may have [...]

Where Nightmares Await

November 19, 2015 // 4 Comments

Curled up in bed Under the covers Sleep out of reach Consciousness hovers Copious thoughts Linger inside Bewildering, confusing Attempt to misguide Cannot relax Unable to [...]

Over and Over

November 12, 2015 // 25 Comments

I’m an addict. Of a sort. I’m not addicted to substances, though. Well, that’s not true. I’m addicted to coffee, but that’s not what I’m [...]