Tag: anxiety

  • Night Moves

    Show me some mercy and pray  Wishing these feelings would just go away  Why does everything feel worse at night  When the feelings are a fright  On my heart does it weigh 

  • Anxiety

    Anxiety comes rushing in  Not wanting me to win  I only wanted a friend  Not to feel like it would never end  Sometimes I wish I had thicker skin 

  • The Planner

    I had always been the type of kid who needed a planner. I liked to have everything organized and ready to go when I needed it. My family wasn’t quite as organized as I would like them to be, but I had grown accustomed to the wild and crazy life we lived. Almost to the…

  • Silence

    All I ever needed was for her to be quiet.  Or at least quiet enough for me to think.  If I didn’t get the chance to think about my options, I knew I would make the wrong decision.  And if the wrong decision was made, I knew my future would be ruined.  The future I…

  • Alone

    Days seemed longer  The sun seemed to dim  When I started to wake up   Later. And then even later  With the day gone I had less time to feel alone  Less time to think.  I found ways to dull my senses.  Dull my feelings  I avoided thinking  I avoided talking.  I avoided life.  I cried…

  • The Earthquake

    Check out my story on the Booked Solid in Santa Fe blog!

  • A Little About Me!

    This is a totally different post than I’ve ever done before! Especially since it’s not a fictional story, but a story about me! I’m aiming to make this blog a little more personal and let you know what is happening with my life and of course, my dog, Lovie. Lovie and I have just moved…

  • In the Moment

    I always wanted to live in the moment, but lately, I’ve been having a bit of trouble not obsessing over every little thing.  Every occurrence, every word.  It wasn’t until I read your essay that my attention became divided.  I had been content with myself and my daily life until your words brought me out…

  • Another Dimension

    “I know I live in another dimension.  It’s how I can save myself.  To keep myself out of harm’s way.”  Lance listened carefully as he started to stretch slowly.  I watched him as I talked and wondered how he could seem so calm and collected all the time.  It was beginning to drive me crazy.  “Have you…

  • For the First Time

    “For the first time, he asked me what I wanted for dinner instead of telling me what we were going to have.  And then this morning he made breakfast before I was even out of the shower.  I’m not sure what is happening.”  I picked up the wadded Kleenex and debated on how much more I should say. …