I walked outside one summer night, nothing and no one in my sight. I heard an old owl singing softly, I cried “my love is singing to me.” When we were young, he sang that song, I’d close my eyes and sing along. I used to think he was just a silly boy, but then… Continue reading An Owl’s Song
God it hurts so bad- to lose the one you wish you had. You gave me all of your pretend love- called me your angel from above. I was a Saint and you were my hell- you shoved me back into my shell. You promised you’d hurt me- I just had to wait and see.… Continue reading The Saint Loves the Sinner
My friends constantly say “you don’t know what you’re worth,” “you need to figure out who you are and who you want to be,” “you have to love yourself before you can love someone else,” “you need to stop settling for guys who don’t deserve you. You deserve a good guy…” I just want to… Continue reading Know Your Worth.
You scare me sometimes, PTSD… When you sleep right next to me. I lie there and wonder what happens in your dreams, and who caused these screams. There’s never a night you don’t wake me, As you yell at the “men in the sea”. Everyone is a “piece of shit,” or a “son of a… Continue reading Sleeping With PTSD
As a psych tech in an ED, I see it all. From suicidal patients, homicidal patients, psychotic patients, repeated visits from patients with substance abuse-crying for help with detox, kids and teens with autism or other major mental disorders. I’ve had patients spit at me, hit me, say they don’t trust me because I’m a… Continue reading Where My Patience Ends.
I know I haven’t written for a minute, but holy shit is life busy. Between work, schoolwork (which is lagging hardcore right now and I SERIOUSLY have got to get my shit together), and having a social life… So I started working as a psychiatric technician in a local emergency department, and let me tell… Continue reading What Happens When You Lose Your Mind?
When Jane was diagnosed with level one Autism, Andrew decided to read her paper she was given from her psychologist explaining the disorder. We went outside with Todd to smoke as he read it out loud to us. He was so frustrated and said, “this is normal. All of this just explains a normal person.… Continue reading What is normal?