Bullshit Parade

Everyone’s issuing statements and opinions, declaring unsolicited truths
Like they’re experts on other people dying
And entitled to their life
Well, have you died yet?
Don’t owe you my happiness, then?
Once you have
Died every day in your life, then I’ll ask your advice.
Why can’t you just be happy?
Clearly it’s very simple,
they are all shouting.
You must be a selfish fool to be so sad.
Clearly you have never met your darkness
Never traveled your depths
Fought yourself for air…
It’s a shame, then
You will never know
Any single

what a woman looks like With her head turned inside out

I’ve become much more focused, simple and happy over the last year or two. My demeanor has changed, my energy has changed. While I hate to seem callous in my newer dealings with people, I don’t have the capacity to be any different – not because I don’t care about other peoples’ battles, but because I have expended SO MUCH energy on the same struggles of my own: depression, anxiety, insomnia (and the fucking insanity that causes), heartbreak, being screwed over and trying to “fight for what’s right” (a lost cause if your energy is focused on other people), drinking too much, subconscious self-loathing (not outright self hatred, I’ve always loved life – but the unintentional self sabotage that comes from lacking fundamental understanding of your own personal worth and power) – and the breakthroughs came when I was at my absolute worst.

Meds truly buffered the intensity, as promised, until I could gather the information and discoveries I needed to completely strip myself down to the most uncomfortable space that exists inside ones being. With this information, it was when I finally took myself OFF Prozac, Zoloft, and Wellbutrin, that the information and discoveries were able to take hold, and pull me out of my rock bottom.

Understand, I absolutely DON’T recommend anyone coming off Meds sooner than discussed with their MD/DO, and certainly NOT in less than a year or without continued visits to their Therapist, but…  Now, more than anything, it’s a frustrating sadness that makes me angry when I see people I care about go through the same thing. But just as I had to get there on my own, being angry at the world won’t serve them any, nor will my insistence that they get to their own “there” any faster than is meant for them. It hurts, and it’s terrible, but I just want everyone to know, it truly does, absolutely, 100%, get better.


Why do you cut down those flowers and bring them inside
The beauty of nature is for everyone to enjoy
Their stems have feelings
It hurts Mother Earth
Well, I said
We are humans, sometimes we like to take a little of the beauty for ourselves
Our beings thought about it enough to feel the need
to cut the flowers and bring them inside to look at
We can’t always be outside
In the sun and elements and visible to everyone
Who knows, I think,
Maybe we are specks in another universe
And when someone cuts the flowers from that ground
We die in this world
And are brought inside

So Much Awesome

Quick recap… In photos;

20140306-234802.jpgvisited my girl back up north and met her perfect little man! So happy for this new addition to the family and can’t wait to see everyone again!

20140306-234818.jpggoodnight pup

20140306-234843.jpga few weeks back… A couple friends from up north, en route to our sample sale at R8DTLA

20140306-234857.jpgselfie silliness

20140306-234909.jpgdel mar is gorgeous and doubles as an off leash dog park. Valentine had way too much fun! Lazy beach days are the shhhhhh….