Poem

An extra due to the post from earlier…

Wild Wednesday

Mental Health is a tricky thing.

I have this year struggled to find a therapist. I wish I could say it is all my doing that is causing this disconnect. At least then I could point the finger and go…This is what I need to fix. I wish I could just heal my mind and never need therapy again. (I literally just had a therapist accuse me of wanting to be broken because it was all I have ever known. I can’t even explain to her what damage she added to me.)

Some days are better than others.

Some days I fight and find myself actually happy. I enjoy the moments that life gives me…I enjoy the people I love. I enjoy the moments where I do something and it feels like I am doing it right.

The problem is those moments are not as often as I need them to be.

The other problem is I don’t have the people I need to share those moments with.

I have friends. I have family. I just don’t want to bother them. So I am lonely. In the fishbowl of the internet.

Today…

Perhaps I am a little more willing to show the vulnerability, and say that having mental health issues sucks.

Monday Poetry

Progress on Poetry

Xactly Poetic is currently up to 32/70 poems

Queer Verbage is up to 24/70 poems

On my way home is up to 25/70

Fighting Ignorance is up to 22/70

Dream Drips is at 5/70

Serena’s Blood Red Rain is at 30/70

As you can see… I am making progress… but I’m not sure if I am going to be done with any of them soon… that being said… I am setting a September release date tentatively for Xactly Poetic. I think that I can do that deadline. I say tentatively as I don’t have it finished and I don’t want to promise something that I can’t do.

It feels so strange to me to have so many volumes in progress. But many of them have a theme… which means that I am limited to what goes into them.

Xactly Poetic is all about the form. I am a free verse poet – so writing to the form is a challenge for me and my writing skills.

Queer Verbage is all about being a non-binary pansexual and the rainbow magic in my life.

On my way home is not themed, really…but like many of my volumes it is picking up a slight theme of the journey and what home is to me. Though I am not doing it on purpose.

Fighting ignorance is political poetry… and my opinions there are strong.

Dream Drips is about addiction.

And of course Serena is dark poetry.