#alone

So my birthday was spent with a guy I met while dancing at a band event. He seemed cool and easy going. but he was really touchy: caressing my legs, putting his arm around me. He wanted alot of intimacy from me Day one- something that felt unnatural. I think in the midst of my…

You knew my past. You knew I came from shit. You knew what my Father had done to me, you knew what other men had done to me. You repeatedly coerced me to be raw and vulnerable with you, you convinced me to trust you. I really did trust you. But now, well now I…

I just feel my body empty, every part of my soul is broken. I don't know how to stay safe...

I can’t think anymore. I don’t know how to participate in conversation. My boyfriend made a comment earlier that stuck with me. He said “it’s funny how when you play the sims, I do most of the talking, and now that I’m playing the sims, I’m still doing most of the talking.” He laughed but…

I was planning to check in a hotel this weekend, alone, I don't know but I think I just wanted to be alone. Partly because I was given an extra day off,  it's rare and given that I have multiple jobs, this is something I wish to cherish. I live with my mom and a…

I hold my breath because it hurts breath, everytime breath out makes me want to cry. I feel like a small child who's mom loses them in the mall. Where do I go from here? Who can I trust. I'm all alone in a world full of people going about there business but I have…

As the mother and wife in this house there will never be a Birthday party that I didn’t plan and execute. There will never be a Birthday party that I ever truly get to celebrate as I’m too busy ensuring everyone else’s happiness. There will never be a family vacation or weekend trip that I…

i am not really good at writing, i honestly i am not good at this. well, even in uttering my words really hard for me to construct. my thoughts when i speak or write come out differently or i dont know it seems empty. not empty it just that i cannot express what i wanted…

What is "home"? When I think of my home, I don't think of one at all. For 10 years, I had a home. One I built for my son and busted my ass for. I left it and although I could have always came back, it wasn't the same. It doesn't feel like my home…

I haven’t journaled with on online community in years. Life has been kinda crazy lately though and it has me missing that. Missing the camaraderie of other writers and the friendships that would form as we got to know one another. So I’m here, giving this a shot, hoping to find a place to land.&h...