#NationalBestFriendsDay A Love that Never Ends. -xo3T
Picture perfect humid July afternoon, a crawfish boil is underway, lawn chairs and kegs scattered about. Children swimming in a green, fetid above ground pool, dog poop decorating the land, men in sleeveless t-shirts aiming bottle rockets at each other; just another grand day in a north-end white trash neighborhood. And there I am, summer … More The End of Infinity
Let’s lighten things up a bit here at EAYD. My beautiful friend (and childhood-always-best-friend) Cari over at viCARIously Speaking posted a fun Grown-Up Quiz. I know you wait breathlessly to get a glimpse of my “normal”. I would enjoy reading your answers as well, so feel free to copy the questions and tag me in your post. … More Clear the Cobwebs: Spring Quiz
She is dancing between panic and bliss. I’ve given her a guttural sick feeling. I have to, to remind her that the last man broke her. I hate him; HATE him for what he has done to her. He’s made her doubt everything good that comes out of a man’s mouth. He made her doubt … More I Am Tara’s Disenchanted Heart
Amidst the Chaos she gathered the scattered pieces of her Soul. Once her puzzle was complete she saw she was not the same. Faded, war-torn, jagged…Absolutely Beautiful. -xo 3T
Sunday, using the guise of continuous snow, the dogs and I chose to remain in jammies, sip wine, and binge on various television shows. Who can clean the house or do anything productive when it is snowing? It hinders ones motivation. After Joey and Cash’s morning jaunt through piles of this unwelcome snow we … More The Universe is Calling. It Wants Your Bravado.
A year ago the knife broke. I tried to end my life and that damn knife, which had already opened up my flesh to begin dying, decided to break as it hit my arm in what I’d hoped would be the last stab to bleed out. A year ago life as I knew it … More When the Knife Broke: One Year Anniversary
Interesting article on what happens if you survive your suicide attempt. http://www.upworthy.com/what-happens-if-you-try-to-kill-yourself-and-survive?c=ufb1 My residual effects are mere discomforts. Can’t take anything with acetaminophen, if I do I get to feel like my liver and kidneys are swollen and on fire. Effexor, which I have declared the devil in pill-form, gave me lovely pulsing/flashing lights in … More How Do You Keep Breathing?
As I read fellow bloggers posts last night (yup, my little blog is up little more than a week and I already count myself among you esteemed folks) “survivor” popped up quite a bit. “Survivor” blinks at me, asks me to look at it, asks me to slide its term into my brain, let it … More A Survivor & A Fighter