Category: Diary

Diary

  • Good times gone, and you missed them…

    Tis the season…for me, this year, to be frank, sucked. Can’t wait for it to be over. It’s so bitter sweet, but here I am. As I get older,  It seems like I realize things even clearer now than ever before….but the spirits willing, but the flesh weak. Got the blueprint and the tools, but…

  • The empty can rattles the most…

    “The empty can rattles the most”…or for you Shakespeare or Plato fans…”The empty vessel makes the loudest sound…It’s amazing, observing and interacting with my fellow human beings how true the statement really is. Perhaps my blog and my writing are indicators. I’ve been hiding for so long, and now I want to be heard. I’ve…

  • When I became a man, I put away childish things…

    I often find myself slipping into an awkward state of mind. The anxiety and depression disorder do have a part in it, and so does the other trauma I’ve suffered.  But I do take some of the blame. The only person in the mirror is you. Point the finger, I dare you. There’s multiple fingers…

  • You’re gonna fail. Yeah, you.

    You will. I guarantee it. I feel like I’m failing daily… but who’s fault is that? If that’s the attitude we tell ourselves in the mirror,  first thought in our heads in the morning,  sure, you WILL fail. Life’s hard, I know this first hand, but what side do we want to be on? The…

  • Sins of the father.

    I remember when I was younger,  I  vowed to myself, NEVER to get married, or have children.  Well, just like that, I was married, adopting 3 children,  and then came a fourth. Life is funny sometimes, isn’t it? But this situation is anything but funny. Fifteen when it started, groomed, manipulated,  inheriting things I wasn’t…

  • The monster and the cocoon.

    A monster is a monster, no matter what. I honestly cringe at realizing or acknowledging  this, but it’s true. I need to constantly remind myself this. Sometimes monsters hide, even in plain sight. We also have preconceived notions of what one is, what it looks like, and our precepctions predetermined. Abuse comes in different shapes…

  • I gotta secret…

    I don’t get it sometimes…..I would consider myself a good person.  I live my life right. I’ve even had people tease me about it. You get back what you cast out, no? I’m just wired that way. To be considerate, understanding,  and kind. If more people practiced that, the world would be a WAY better…

  • It is not down on any map; true places never are.

    Life is hard sometimes….too bad there wasn’t an easy way to navigate through it. I always hear that it’s what you make of it, and it is what you make of it, which is true, but that only applies to the things you CAN control….whatever LIFE shows at you is another story. My life didn’t…

  • Watching the world pass by.

    Over the weekend,  my wife and I finally watched a film that was on our radar. The film was called “A Ghost Story “, and it was a very good, thought-provoking movie….for me at least. Basically, the plot is about a man who passes and comes back as a ghost….stuck in the last home he…

  • Collateral Damage.

    “Everybody just yells and screams at each other. Nobody’s civil anymore. Nobody thinks what it’s like to be the other guy.” It’s true. I see the world as we know it like this most of the time. And its a shame. Got even worse after the pandemic.  People don’t think about consequences. For every action,…