My brother died of a drug overdose the day after Christmas in 2001. He was 18 at the time and I was about to turn 17 in a few months. He was my best friend. He protected me, loved me, looked out for me, and cared for me. Any guy I would even consi...
I sat in the car outside of my apartment in Sherman Oaks, California in distress. Nothing had happened, no big event triggered me, but this was my normal. I had been crying for several days, unabl...
I grew up in a messy house. I was too ashamed to let kids come over. At a young age I realized my house was different. It was then that I had to live a lie and pretend I was “normal” and I c...
The undertow took me under
Just to leave me wonder..
To have you day in and day out
Then go through this drought
Oh how empty I felt
I remember how you use to make me melt
When I was cold you made me...
Journey to freedom......I was born with a cleft palette my whole childhood I felt different got made fun of by the neighborhood kids and by 7 I shutdown and withdrawn after I seen my daddy cry at my grandmoms funeral "why did god make my daddy cry...
I hadn’t been to your grave. 5 months had almost passed and I couldn’t bring myself to go see you. I had so many regrets of not being there enough for you towards the end. I should have made more of an effort. So I was afraid to go see...
What is normal?
I spent many years living in false identity. I grew up in the normal home with two brothers and two great parents. In a small town in California. In school i was never popular, never appealed or conformed to the social stat...