Wednesday, November 30, 2022

30 lives

day 30: what labels (negative and positive) do you assign yourself?

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▲ student

▲ Millennial

▲ writer

▲ quitter

▲ amateur social media private investigator

▲ degenerate

▲ deviant

▲ daughter/sister/niece/aunt/friend/godmother

▲ reader

▲ ugly

▲ comedian

▲ artist

▲ incorrigible

▲ insatiable

▲ movie aficionado

▲ Dave Chappelle groupie

▲ druggie

▲ trailer trash

▲ loser

▲ pleb

▲ bipolar

▲ sad gorl

▲ adventurous

▲ athlete

▲ Cassius's emotional support human

▲ partyer

▲ overbearing

▲ romantic

▲ Megan Thee Stallion enthusiast

▲ controlling

▲ curator

▲ archivist

▲ communist

▲ neat freak

▲ hater

▲ big mouth

▲ cynic

Tuesday, November 29, 2022

highway 29

day 29: what words or beliefs do you (want to) live your life by?

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"the very least you can do in your life is figure out what you hope for.

and the most you can do is live inside that hope.

not admire it from a distance but live right in it.

under its roof."

— Barbara Kingsolver




Monday, November 28, 2022

January 28

day 28: who are your role models and what qualities do you share with them?

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 my mama | loving


❁ Marcus | loyal


❁ Kurz | kind


 Whitney | blunt


 Kyli | eager to learn, hilarious


❁ Kassie | steadfast


❁ Dave Chappelle | authentic


Nina Simone | bold

Sunday, November 27, 2022

27 & done

day 27: what's one choice you can make right now that your future self will thank you for?

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 focus

Saturday, November 26, 2022

was it 26

day 26: what parts of yourself are you ashamed of? what does your shadow self look like?

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     Discussing what I'm ashamed of feels redundant at this point because I play that game weekly. And quite honestly, it's played out... I remember self-deprecation being acceptable during my late teenage years. It was embraced and comfortable in a way. Alas, years passed and something in the atmosphere shifted & now The Collective We™ are into self-care + self-love + self-improvement. So that really lightens up my pity parties I host during episodes of shame spiraling.


"The 'shadow' is a concept first coined by Swiss psychiatrist Carl Jung that describes those aspects of the personality that we choose to reject and repress. For one reason or another, we all have parts of ourselves that we don’t like—or that we think society won’t like—so we push those parts down into our unconscious psyches. It is this collection of repressed aspects of our identity that Jung referred to as our shadow self. (Jack E. Othon, August 2020)"


     Who I've repressed reminds me of this excerpt from In the Company of Women: Inspiration and Advice from over 100 Makers, Artists, and Entrepreneurs by Grace Bonney (2016):


Friday, November 25, 2022

25 to life

day 25: what things are you really really good at?

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  • writing
  • communication
  • research
  • photo editing
  • wittiness
  • choosing fantastic movies & documentaries to watch
  • organization
  • cleaning
  • taking care of my dog
  • cooking/baking
  • walking
  • taking notes
  • photography
  • borrowing money
  • posting daily Instagram stories
  • babysitting
  • I'd like to think friendship
  • retaining random information
  • snail mail
  • falling asleep mid-conversation
  • eating chicken fajita salads with two sides of avocado ranch from Fuzzy's
  • giving gifts
  • swimming
  • archiving everything
  • putting a lot of mayonnaise on sandwiches
  • being mercurial
  • mowing grass
  • overspending on Nike apparel
  • sending on-point gifs + reaction pics

Thursday, November 24, 2022

24k magic

day 24: what's something you wish someone would say to you?

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     For real for real for real for real? I have no clue. Because there have been so many approaches attempted to motivate me and none seem to work. My mom has tried to be nurturing as well as stern. A friend used to ask me daily if I was working on my writing project and I'd always say, "Not yet." Then he switched to not checking in so often, but I felt like he wasn't helping me stay accountable. My brother has been supportive but also doesn't hesitate to tell me straight-up that I stay repeating toxic patterns. My best friend constantly reminds me to ask myself what are the facts? instead of running wild with my ruminating thoughts but I don't listen and drive myself crazy. My sister relentlessly tells me how proud she is of me and how much she looks up to me and how I inspire her to keep trekking, yet that only brings me shame since I consider myself jogging in place for years now. My dad is a lunatic and aggressively berates me with all mediums: phone call, text messaging, FaceTime, in person. That doesn't encourage me to do better as much as fuels my inner wounded child with more bricks to build fortress Let No One In.

     Oh, I know. 

     "Here's the million dollars you asked for."

Wednesday, November 23, 2022

heart attack at 23

day 23: what does your support system look like? how can you make it stronger?

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     My mom is loyal to a fault. She's extremely codependent; her entire existence is based around trying to nurture others even when her energy reserve is all but depleted. She sets herself on fire to keep others warm and she's horrible with saying "no". Her go-to method of communication is writing letters. Confrontation is her kryptonite. I hate this for her. My mama is the hardest rider in my corner, blowing any semblance of competition out of the water. Sometimes her aid falls into enabling territory. In the past, I've been guilty of manipulating her into getting my way. Toxic as fuck and she never deserves any of the bullshit people drag her through. 

     I'm not joking one bit when I say my support system couldn't get any stronger. I have a conglomerate of amazing people in my corner, variegated temperaments who fit every situation and phase of my life. My brother Marcus is a practical, generous Sagittarius that has no qualms with being really real with me. My uncle Ricky is hilarious and wise and always there to listen. My aunt Janel — as argumentative as we can be — loves me tirelessly and nurtures my spirituality. My aunt Gina is a sensitive hard ass who always has my back, even when I'm fucking up. My sweet cousins are the most supportive angels: Izabela, Shalynn, Jasmine, and Nina. Falia and Grace keep me grounded. My baby Cassius Clay who teaches me unconditional love every damn day.

     My best friends have dealt with my nonsense for over a decade and they are my everything. Brian, Emily, Kassandra, Keith, Kyli, Mallori, Maria, Whitney... My sweet babies I could never repay for their shoulders, resources, affection, consideration, grace!!, and humor.

     Yeah, no, I pretty much got it covered over here. 


Tuesday, November 22, 2022

catch 22

day 22: what things make you feel bad, but you find yourself doing them anyway?

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     Oh fuckin aye, if my anxiety was an interrogator. I reflect on this several times throughout my days. The Shame Wizard is my shadow and I can't seem to escape him. I feel bad when I snooze my alarm five times instead of getting up the first time. (Needless to say, it starts from the time I open my eyes for the day.) I'm late allllll the fuckin' time and this gnarly habit could fix my dilemma godspeed but here we are. 

     My phone takes up entirely way too much of my attention. Sometimes my weekly average lets me know I spend as much time browsing Instagram/Pinterest/Twitter/iMessage as I do at the job that pays me. Big Yikes.

     I see airbrushed women on social media, or even talented ones in person, and I tell myself I need to start putting make-up on & styling my hair & wearing clothes that don't include solid colored tops, jeans, and white shoes. This hasn't seemed to come to fruition but someday...

     I've landed in real ugly places for going through people's phones/iPads/Facebooks/e-mails. I only feel slightly bad for this. I don't really want to stop but I don't deny I should see a therapist.

     Buying movies on Vudu when I'm way past budget stresses me out, but, boi, you should see my movie collection. *chef's kiss*

     The first time I participated in organized sports I was 6. My mom signed me up for volleyball at the community center, even though I'd never heard of it. I played every year until I was 17. After that I did intramurals volleyball in college and then pick-up games with friends whenever I could. I've played basketball (a gawky fawn on offense but a relentless beast on defense), ran track (not the fastest, not the slowest... mostly stuck with the 200 and 400), and after I graduated high school, I started learning more about weight lifting, HIIT, and yoga. My point... I am an athlete through and through. I love to move my body and see what it can do. Does this also mean I haven't been to the gym or raised my heart rate in 4 months outside of sex? Yes. Yes, it sure does.

    I've struggled with self-discipline since middle school. Waiting to start research papers a few hours before they were due when Maria assigned them two months prior. Rarely doing Kurz's homework. I ignored Fammy's first assignment my freshman year and was ineligible for our first volleyball game. That stung. I've had four jobs in 2022. I still don't know Spanish. I have a shelf full of books I haven't read as well as a few chapters of a manuscript I started. I quit or don't try and then those failures cause me to spiral and so I don't try or quit. It's lovely, let me tell you.


Monday, November 21, 2022

freedom at 21

day 21: what's something you're working on believing that you deserve?

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     My spirituality is entirely contingent on my spirits. If I'm up and hopeful, I'm making vision boards and gratitude lists and tarot spreads and searching Pinterest for charts on chakras and what planets rule what attributes. I believe that every time I see 444 (which is so incredibly often for the last eight years) I truly am on the right path in life. I charge crystals under a full moon and I repeat mantras with sage in hand until the whole house is cleansed. I am fascinated, earnestly trying to unlock the secrets of the Universe & answer all the questions. And it inspires me.

     When I'm down bad, I am atheism personified. Everything came from nothing. Life is unfair and black + white and luck does not exist, nor does peace. There is no karma. Earth exists as a misfits' paradise where we're all misunderstood and hurting and sad and traumatized. I kind of just float through the days, spending time with the Depression Kitty and binge-watching Forensic Files.

     Years ago I was venting to a therapist about the dichotomy of my precarious worth. 

     "How come when I make the vision board and I repeat the affirmations, nothing happens? Things don't seem to change."

     Because you have to believe it, she said. And that turned everything on its head. In the throes of my dark episodes, I am relentless with myself. I could write six volumes on Bible-thin pages about how useless I am, how ugly I am, how annoying I am, how plain I am, how weak I am... No wonder why my spells don't work. The foundation of them are faulty.

     What's something you're working on believing that you deserve? The things that bring ease and goodness and prosperity and equanimity. I want to believe I can live in comfort. Be loved by someone who I feel connected to. Forgive myself. A groovy aesthetic to decorate my room. Complete a degree or two and contribute to the mental health community. Maybe I deserve positivity just because I exist and I'm made of stardust. Those credentials are good enough.

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ALAIN DE BOTTON: Life used to be simpler. You just went down a certain path. There were three career options; now, it's one of a million. We're all the time aware of people who've used their brains in a certain way and hurray, it all, you know, went brilliantly right; and others who've crashed and failed miserably. So there's a frenetic atmosphere in modern society, particularly in the United States because this is the land of opportunity. And,you know, when I hear your politicians saying, you know, we want to build a United States where everyone, no matter where they come from, can get anywhere, I think two things. One, that's fantastic, fantastic, great. Two, it's got a nasty sting in the tail 'cause what happens if, in this land of opportunity, it doesn't go right for you? What happens?

By definition, not everybody can win the race. The United States is a society that believes in fairness at the beginning of the race. But then once the starting pistol goes, it's winner takes all. It's very frenetic to live in such a society. That said, you know, the United States rewards its winners like no other country on Earth. But in many ways, it punishes its losers. Now, that word is an American word - loser, you know. Pause. In the Middle Ages, in the United Kingdom, the word for somebody who was at the bottom of society was an unfortunate. Literally, somebody who, perhaps through no fault of their own, had failed because of the actions of fortune  the goddess of fortune  an unfortunate.


GUY RAZ: Wasn't their fault.


DE BOTTON: It wasn't their fault. Nowadays, in America, you're a winner, or you are a loser. Now, what is a loser? A loser is somebody who has failed according to the rules of the game that they have signed up to. In other words, we have made, in the United States, a meritocratic society where success is deserved, but failure is also deserved.


RAZ: So this is, like, a little bit depressing, right? I mean, this is  all this pressure and stuff, and I don't know. I mean, how do we end it? Like, how do we change this? 


DE BOTTON: Look, the first thing is to recognize it and to treat ourselves with compassion. We are, on one level, an extremely privileged society, and so there's nothing to complain about  but yes, there is. The psychological pressures are enormous. We should be able to recognize it and — I don't mean this trivially — make jokes about it. What I mean by that is show a compassionate, tolerant regard for the pressures that we live under.

...So what I want to argue for is not that we should give up on our ideas of success, but we should make sure that they are our own. We should focus in on our ideas and make sure that we own them, that we are truly the authors of our own ambitions because it's bad enough not getting what you want; but it's even worse to have an idea of what it is you want, and find out at the end of the journey that it isn't, in fact, what you wanted all along. So by all means, success yes. But let's accept the strangeness of some of our ideas. Let's probe away at our notions of success. Let's make sure our ideas of success are truly our own.


TED Radio Hour: What's A Kinder Way To Frame Success? November 1, 2013

Sunday, November 20, 2022

20 something

day 20: how can you give yourself a break today? [mentally, physically, or emotionally]

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     Maybe I should start doing these in the morning and not right before I go to bed, because it's 10:42pm and I didn't do much to intentionally give myself a break. I could use this:


     I slept in until 10am, which is unheard of for me. I'm a morning person through and through. Even though I haven't had a job the last three months, I've still woke up to start my day at 7am. Eight is sleeping in. My internal alarm clock got me up around 6am today. I let the dogs out, took a shower, and snuggled back in bed. When I got up again and realized it was almost noon, I was upset. I feel like I wasted the day and lost precious time I could use to be getting shit done. "You must have needed it," Anthonyy said after I divulged my feelings.

     I looked at my phone to find my mom called me two hours prior so I dialed her number. She was seeing what I was up to; I told her I was stressed about sleeping so long and she goes, "You must have needed it." Here's an itinerary of the rest of the day:


     ▲ noon ~ pick up food from The Flipping Egg

     ▲ 1pm ~ go back to Anthonyy's, eat the food, Midsommar (will never rewatch this again), he played some God of War Ragnarök, I organized his house since we're hosting Thanksgiving here

     ▲ 2:30pm ~ went to Walmeezy for household items we need + food 

     ▲ 4pm ~ dropped into Game Stop so he could get Sonic Frontiers + I bought my brother this sick ass Nightwolf figurine for his birthday in December

     ▲ 4:30pm ~ stopped by AutoZone so they could hook up to the computer and see why the check engine light is on

     ▲ 5pm ~ get home to unload everything, Anthonyy got the fireplace going, I finished some laundry/vacuumed/spot-cleaned

     ▲ we've been chillin' hard ever since, doing random shit we enjoy


     Alright, so towards the end I gave myself a bit of a mental reprieve. I've had a lot of shit going on the few weeks and ya girl is tiredt. I'm ready to go home, put some Forensic Files on, and pass thee fuck out. Ya heard me?

Saturday, November 19, 2022

nix the nineteenth

day 19: how are you making the world a better place?

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     I try extremely hard to not let capitalism influence my every move and thought in this life, so a part of me hates this, but right now I have a cool ass job that makes a huge difference. And it's such a great feeling. I'm a peer specialist at a nonprofit organization center for mental health and intellectual/developmental disabilities. What job looks at your history of being bipolar and a drug addict and says, "You're exactly what we're looking for"? This is the situation as I can provide insight since I've felt what they've felt and sometimes been where they are. 

     I'm only a week into it, but I had a wonderful three days shadowing a case manager who I've known for a couple years. We met in AA. He's four years sober off dope and alcohol & just graduated in August with his masters in social work. He's absolutely terrific at what he does so I'm grateful the stars aligned like this.

     The department we're in works with around 60 of the most severe mentally ill clients who have opted to utilize us, were admitted to a psychiatric hospital, or were ordered by the law. Most, if not all, are bipolar type 1, schizophrenic, or diagnosed with major depressive disorder. I've met a middle-aged woman who signed custody of her kids away but will tell you they tricked her. A 60-year-old man whose sentences make zero sense & who has an intricate contraption of chairs being stacked and held up by string tied to a curtain rod. One mousy woman hits her head against the wall until a knot forms and screams to try to keep the voices at bay. An older man lives in a cockroach infested motel room even though he has a quarter of a million dollars in his trust fund. 

     Friday was cool because back pay came in for a client who's been living under a bridge down the street and we were able to put him up in a motel for a month, providing a warm bed, a place to shower, and a homebase so he doesn't have to lug his belongings around town with him. The appreciation and joy radiating that man could outdo the sun. It was a beautiful thing to witness. I can only hope this is the beginning of these stories and I can continue to contribute to the betterment of society to the best of my capabilities.


Friday, November 18, 2022

early on the eighteenth

day 18: what's one change you can make to increase your happiness?

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“Happiness comes in small doses folks. 
It's a cigarette butt or a chocolate chip cookie or a five second orgasm. 
You cum,
you smoke the butt,
you eat the cookie,
you go to sleep wake up and go back to fucking work the next morning.
THAT'S IT! End of fucking list! ” 
― Dennis Leary



"To all my niggas out there living in debt
Cashing minimal checksTurn on the TV see a nigga RolexAnd fantasize about a life with no stressI mean this shit sincerelyAnd that's a nigga who was once in your shoesLiving with nothin' to loseI hope one day you hear meAlways gon' be a bigger house somewhere, but, nigga, feel me'Long as the people in that motherfucker love you dearlyAlways gon' be a whip that's better than the one you gotAlways gon' be some clothes that's fresher than the ones you rockAlways gon' be a bitch that's badder out there on the toursBut you ain't never gon' be happy 'til you love yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yoursNo such thing as a life that's better than yoursNo such thing as a life that's better than yoursNo such thing, no such thing"
― J. Cole

Thursday, November 17, 2022

so the seventeenth

day 17: when was the last time you indulged yourself and how?

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     Honestly... I am the queen of Treat Yoself and it truly is a problem. I'm going to keep it light and easy: I bought GoodFellas and Horrible Bosses on Vudu last night. I'm working on building up my digital movie collection and those two have been on my mind lately. 

     I don't know if this counts, but I told my mans in Walmeezy today that I wanted to get a hair wand in passing and he told me to put it in the cart so that was a good time.


“The best things in life are free. 

The second best things are very, very expensive.” 

― Coco Chanel

Wednesday, November 16, 2022

see the sixteenth

day 16: what is the most loving thing you've ever done for yourself?

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     When I first moved to Texas three years ago, I started going to Alcoholics Anonymous to get out of the house. I mean, I thought I was an addict but wasn't entirely sure. My aunt encouraged me to go. "If nothing else, it's free entertainment," she'd say. I looked up a schedule online and landed on this gnarly halfway house. I only attended a few times before I found two other meetings I felt more comfortable at. I browsed a pamphlet called Is A.A. for You? Twelve Questions Only You Can Answer, shocked at how many I identified with.


1. Have you ever decided to stop drinking for a week or so, but only lasted for a couple of days? 

yes [x]     no [  ]


2. Do you wish people would mind their own business about your drinking — stop telling you what to do?

yes [x]     no [  ]


3. Have you ever switched from one kind of drink to another in the hope that this would keep you from getting drunk?

yes [  ]     no [x]


4. Have you had to have a drink upon awakening during the past year? Do you need a drink to get started, or to stop shaking?

yes [  ]     no [x]


5. Do you envy people who can drink without getting into trouble?

yes [x]     no [  ]


6. Have you had problems connected with drinking during the past year?

yes [x]     no [  ]

7. Has your drinking caused trouble at home?

yes [x]     no [  ]


8. Do you ever try to get “extra” drinks at a party because you do not get enough?

yes [x]     no [  ]


9. Do you tell yourself you can stop drinking any time you want to, even though you keep getting drunk when you don’t mean to?

yes [x]     no [  ]


10. Have you missed days of work or school because of drinking?

yes [x]     no [  ]


11. Do you have “blackouts”?

yes [x]     no [  ]


12. Have you ever felt that your life would be better if you did not drink?

yes [x]     no [  ]


What’s your score? 

Did you answer “Yes” four or more times? If so, you are probably in trouble with alcohol.


I was like:





     








     I've met so many great people in the rooms. Veteran meth addicts/alcoholics in recovery that speak to my heart and verbalize feelings I thought were uniquely mine. Smiling at you at 9am on a Saturday, eager to fill your Styrofoam coffee cup to the brim. Being the most vulnerable— disclosing the shame they felt after waking up from a using dream, the sadness coursing through their body because it's their grandson's birthday (the one their daughter won't let them see for years now due to their drinking & drugging), the pain they feel after their parent dies without being able to see them get sober. Silence permeates the air but it's never tense or weird. Just a room full of drunks nodding, we get it♡.

     But there's such beauty too! The wisdom. The hope. The celebrating of days, months, and years being clean. Conquering demons once deemed insurmountable. The repaired relationships with kids, lovers, parents, and siblings. The hope. How smiles get brighter & brighter every time you see someone. The jobs, the promotions, the cars, the homes, and the respect regained. The hope.

     There are concepts within the steps and traditions that are truly profound because they work. The seventh tradition is "every A.A. group ought to be fully self-supporting, declining outside contributions.” Eighty-seven years going strong of electric bills, rent, Big Books, coffee filters, and sobriety chips all being funded by alcoholics themselves. One of my favorite traditions is 11: "Our public relations policy is based on attraction rather than promotion; we need always maintain personal anonymity at the level of press, radio, and films." My first sponsor encouraged me to live rigorously honest; I keep this at the back of my mind at all times. Someone mentioned One Percent Better: the method of doing something 1% every day eventually adding up to a major goal. Asking myself what's my part in this? has been a huge game changer as I used to think I was innocent in my actions (plot twist: I wasn't). My boyfriend is ten months sober off meth and alcohol (well... off everything but those are his DOCs) and what helps him most is the AA adage: take it one day at a time. Sometimes that's all you can do. No need to ruminate on the past and no one is a fortune teller so there's no point in trying to predict the future. Focus on the next 24 hours. Or hour. or minute, if you need to. 

     I've heard some hilarious stories in the rooms, too. Most alcoholics have a great sense of humor. They have to. Shit like:

  • I'm not much, but I'm all I think about.
  • The look you get when a rehab commercial comes on and everyone stares at you.
  • I heard there's a pill that will cure addiction... I wonder what two of them will do.
  • You can't smoke meth like a gentleman.
     AA has given me so much. I've felt genuine love within 5 minutes of meeting someone, had a place to go when I need to get out of my head for an hour, unpacked ugly thoughts in the safety of those four walls, and (hopefully) I've said something or merely showed up & impacted another life. I truly peeled back some layers of who I am and took a better look at what was going on. Outside of the club, I created a morning and night routine, got back into yoga, and developed goals. I learned the Serenity Prayer and other great tools to help me cope and live a less toxic life.
     I was able to be sober from November 2019 until around April 2020. It's the longest I'd been drug free in eleven years. (A drug is a mind-altering substance so obviously alcohol falls into that.) My drinking ebbs and flows, though I have cut back and am more aware of my behaviors now, plus the emotions I'm feeling when I choose to indulge. I think stepping foot in those rooms shifted something very critical in me. It has to be one of the most loving things I've ever done for myself. 

Tuesday, November 15, 2022

following the fifteenth

day 15: what are you afraid to ask for? what do you need to speak up about?

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     For the most part, I feel like I'm able to ask for things I need. Borrowing money. Questioning whether my friends have the space for me to vent. Encouraging my mom to take out the trash because I have the last six times. Inquiring whether I can attend Thursday's lab instead of Tuesday's because I'll be out of town (at a KoRn concert, I leave out). Sometimes these requests invoke anxiety yet I manage to follow through anyway. 

     What I've been increasingly hesitant about is the increasing severity of my mental health. Sometimes I get very debilitated, unmotivated, withered. Unfortunately most Americans aren't too educated, experienced, or empathetic when it comes to mental illness. They perceive a symptom as a negative attribute instead of a side effect of a brain malfunction. For example, a person with bipolar disorder who can't keep a job might be seen as lazy versus being weighed down by the world as a whole being in degradation for far too long, society stunted and insufferable as ever, the plutocracy America simmers in, all the injustice/inequality, and how Beyoncé got cheated on. I have a huge fear that the elusiveness of my impairment leads to it being disregarded and that I am not looked at with a holistic scope. I need to speak up about the signs, symptoms, therapeutic interventions, as well as the general empathy required when interacting with someone who has bipolar disorder. Because if it's stressful for you, imagine being forced to live it.


Monday, November 14, 2022

flew the fourteenth

day 14: what would your self be proud of you for today?

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     This couldn't have caught me on a worse day. However, this is called a self-care challenge and implies I should be gentle with myself. Meet me where I'm at. 


proud (adj)
1. feeling deep pleasure or satisfaction as a result of one's own achievements, qualities, or possessions or those of someone with whom one is closely associated.
    • (of an event, achievement, etc.) causing someone to feel proud.
2. having or showing a high or excessively high opinion of oneself or one's importance.
    • having or showing a consciousness of one's own dignity.

     In the last year or so I have refrained from complimenting anyone with "you're strong" because it doesn't sit right with me anymore. I don't think our capacity to endure pain is something that deserves accolades since more often than not, it's not our choice and it's not a choice. Not persevering is a luxury few can afford. Don't get me wrong— I can be despondent with the best of 'em. I get in my purse all misanthropic-like and don't want to continue living in this unfair, busted ass world. Inevitably, I prevail. I shed the anhedonia and re-emerge, ready to try this shits one more time...
     In this moment, I have three college anatomy & physiology assignments I need to finish, some medical terminology ones, a lab practical on muscles to study for, paperwork for medical appointments that need filled out, to send a convincing letter to a judge in order to pay two speeding tickets in installments, a list of therapists on the fridge that I was supposed to call to find out rates last week, a brother who just relapsed on meth after 9 months sober who won't stop peeking out the windows and going through my shit, a mom who's been enabling him for a decade + who forces me to be her emotional support daughter, a man who loves me even when I'm erratic & hurt him, and I started a new job today. ðŸ¤¡
     A few years ago a therapist diagnosed me with adjustment disorder after our first meeting. When I got my session notes, I looked it up and found: "An adjustment disorder is an emotional or behavioral reaction to a stressful event or change in a person's life. The reaction is considered an unhealthy or excessive response to the event or change within three months of it happening." I wasn't and still am not keen on the verbiage "excessive response". Please, do tell me how I should cope when the bullshit is happening entirely way too consistently. I'd love nothing more than to see how someone else would mange my life experiencing the things I do; internally and externally.
     So if you held a gun to my head and said, "What are you proud of yourself for today?" between gritted teeth, I'd say my ability to persist, even though it's the absolute last thing I want to do most days. I wake up, look at the peeking sun and whisper, "Time to suck today's dick <3" and keep fuckin' trekkin'. One of my all-time favorite quotes is by Charlie Chaplin when my man said, "Nothing is permanent in this wicked world, not even our troubles.”

Sunday, November 13, 2022

toward the thirteenth

day 13: take a selfie, just as you are. find one thing to love about it.

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I've always been obsessed with my mole.
It's too cute. 

^.^

Saturday, November 12, 2022

total is twelve

day 12: what things make you feel happy to be alive?

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in no particular order

  • my mom, Marcus, sometimes Joshua, sometimes Olivia, Cassius
  • my best friends: Anthonyy, Brian, Emily, Kanisha, Kassandra, Keith, Kyli, Mallori, Maria, Roberta, Whitney
  • my favorite cousins: Izabela, Jasmine, Nina, Shalynn
  • my uncle/godfather/mentor Ricky 
  • my babies: Falia, Gabriella, Grace, Ilyanna, Klarissa, Samuel, Sol
  • Tyler the Creator, J Cole, Kendrick Lamar, Megan Thee Stallion, Cardi B, Dr. Dre, 2006 & older Eminem, Pink Floyd, Fleetwood Mac (mostly Stevie Nicks), Excision live
  • my favorite movies
  • Rodizio's
  • the memory of rolling on molly w Keith and Emily in the rain at Red Rocks during Adventure Club
  • the informative/artistic/hilarious/moving content I find on Instagram
  • TED Talks
  • the books that inspire & entertain me
  • apple pie à la mode
  • Halloween
  • the iota of hope I have that the future could be better for me
  • love
  • warm, sunny days 
  • dank memes
  • Sailor Moon, One Punch Man, Mob Psycho 100, Afro Samurai
  • Eeyore
  • writing!!!!!
  • Rihanna as a person, not a musician
  • Beyoncé as an artist, not necessarily as a singer
  • my favorite comedians: Dave Chappelle♡, Michael Che, Neal Brennan, Taylor Tomlinson, Jim Jefferies, Demetri Martin
  • this random meal I made up at Red Lobster: a Maine lobster tail, Caesar salad, and baked potato
  • amusement parks
  • Barack Obama existing
  • otters, skunks, sloths
  • slick quotes
  • movie theater popcorn
  • oversized sweaters
  • volleyball (sometimes)
  • traveling in airplanes
  • concerts