Songs For The Fog

Music is so powerful.  Here is my current “Fuck you, Depression! You can suck my dick! You can’t get me, Depression, because you’re just God’s farts!” playlist.  Enjoy!

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Dope Unicorn

I think humor and hurt go hand-in-hand. And as serious as our mental health is, we need to remember to laugh. Laugh at the uncontrollable and the stupid. Always remembering that the shit going on in our head is just our mind getting the best of us. Take your best back! I am not the […]

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Surviving Stupid

Trauma. If I have learned anything about my scrambled egg brain is that a lot of my mental wrestling matches involve some form of trauma. A close family member recently told me that I was a professional victim that was bringing my entire family down with me. They informed me that I will continue to […]

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Breaking Bottles (90 days dry)

My first sip of alcohol was in Junior High at my friend Joe’s house. Hell, my first open-mouth kiss happened there too. NOT with Joe!!! 😉 Two words … helicopter tongue. We drank Kahlua from the bottle, refilled it with some water, and then pretended to be adults. I was 13. My first beer was […]

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shART

I’ve shARTed all over the place to deal with the crowd. I’d like to talk about them and be super hipster about it. Oh … and relevant. And..and insightful….. Honestly though, it’s just shitty shART.

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Shit Sponge #3

“Just smile. It is scientifically proven that smiling makes you happier. Maybe that will help your sales!” – Employer If smiling helped I wouldn’t be where I am right now, fuckface. If all of this shit was about feeling ‘happy’ I could easily find a way to cope.   I am told too often how […]

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Insignificant

Social media is fucked. The days of speaking with someone face-to-face are done; only knee-jerk reactions and re-posts with ill-informed commentary. I too have fallen for the narcissistic lies that we tell ourselves. We want to be heard, counted and included. And on the other hand, we find a way to require like-minded ‘followers’ and […]

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60 Days Dry

I never thought I could go a single day without a beer. ………… Who fucking cares? Why is not ingesting a beverage such a big deal? Sure, it makes sense to take care of myself but why tell people? Why make a big deal? Why care? Sobering up has clarified a lot around me. Without […]

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Wednesdaze

We are all truly alone. Our thoughts, feelings, and beliefs are only our own. Muddied between the darkness and the clarity of what brings us sadness and what we find sacred. I find no hope in other people’s reality for me. No peace. Only Solitude. Unwanted Darkness. Again. And again. I wish I cared less.

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