Sunset at Nueva Ecija….
(Heavy breathing can be heard, like trying to catch every air available in that dark room)
Screaming so loud but no one can hear your agony.
“(Panting!) It’s dark in here, don’t know where I am, nowhere to go…. I am tired, I am exhausted… “The Monsters” are here again, they will not stop. I’ll end this, they can not hurt me again.! They will consume every part of me. I can’t breathe. They’re going to kill me, or maybe I should do it by myself, I need to end my suffering, I need to end this life. They can’t follow me when I’m dead!”
This is not a horror story!!! This can be the monsters lurking in someone’s head. It can be mine, yours or a person you know.
Some may define it as – Depression, a situation we often take for granted but don’t realize how serious it can be to anyone who is suffering from it. It is like an evil that’s gonna consume our strength and sanity, we may not see the signs until it’s too late. It can be anyone, they can be your parents, siblings, your child, relatives, teachers, employers, friends, neighbors, celebrities you admire, or You… or me.
Depression is a mental condition where the one’s affected may have a traumatic experience such as – loss of love ones, bullying, work difficulties, personal problems, family matters, heartaches or financial situations. Some people can be so judgmental, can’t fully understand or just laugh at someone who claims to be experiencing it, until it’s too late that they’ll commit suicide or ruin their lives, some relies on substances, like drugs, alcohols and other forms of addictions. They turn into these as an escape from reality and thinking too much.
It is so alarming that even kids nowadays take their own lives or can do acts that we never imagine from the innocent child that we thought. Their environment has a lot to do about it, it starts in the family circle, then their schools, friends and so on. Social media has a lot of factor with their behavior too. As a parent/guardian, we need to be aware what happens with our kids when they step out of the house. Communication, love and caring are still the best defenses.
Please… Listen, learn and try to understand.
When we know someone is being on this predicament, the ones affected should have someone to talk to, advises, and if possible – medical attention. It is a serious matter that we should not take for granted. Seek professional help. Act now, or you may lose someone dear to you…
How many times I encouraged myself to get back into blogging, and how many times I failed. I have the titles, I have the ideas, but I can’t finish it and all are in vain, it’s just there on my drafts. I even missed to renew my domain in time, I used to write almost every day, the eagerness and passion faded. It’s not that I am too busy with work and travelling, plus the mommy duties nowadays, it’s not a fair excuse I know. I need to challenge myself, and get back to it. It’s like in a relationship stage that I lost the lust and excitement, although the love for it is still there. It’s like a depression that drives you so lazy to even think and have something to motivate you.
Now, here I am again, trying to continue what I had started, slowly. I don’t know how, do I need inspiration for it? Meditation? Help!
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
I want to give you a kiss
A kiss that will be one of a kind
A kiss that you’ve never experienced before
A kiss from a man who will never do you wrong
and you’ll always be able to count on,
A kiss so filled with love you’ll never want a kiss from another
A kiss so filled with love you’ll always remember
A kiss so filled with love you’ll smile and ask for more
A kiss so memorable you’ll tell even your grandchildren
That kiss will be from me to you and for all time…
I love you
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
photo from: google search – steven klein photography
Debating “what makes a writer?” and “who is allowed to call themselves a writer?” used to take up a fair bit of my time. I loved to write, had been writing for years and daydreamed of publication. But I didn’t feel like a writer. The vocation felt distant, far away. Today, things are a lot simpler.
Now, I do consider myself a writer. And as silly as this might sound, I believe this transition from “oh I dunno if I’m a writer, I enjoy it but idk, I’m not great” to a simple “yeah, I’m a writer” is a key step in anyone’s writing career.
There are various reasons why aspiring writers can feel reluctant to call themselves writers, from self-doubt and perfectionism to other people’s prejudices and opinions. But these barriers must be overcome, because this reluctance to be labelled a writer often goes hand in hand with a hesitation to…
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Love so strong, felt so deep
thousands miles away, my heart leaps
unconditional, Yes! I want to keep
or so I thought, you just made me weep.
betrayal, abuse, & lack of trust
you choose to hate, decision’s unjust
A lesson learned, to unloved you is a must.
The last poetry I’ll write for you, what has been done will last.