Tag: Confessional Writing
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On The Fire: How Could An Angel Create So Much Hell?
Fire has been confusing for me. For an embarrassing amount of time, Fire confused me. Because of this, Fire is something that I think about a lot. I know how I feel about it now. I’ve taken quizzes. Read books. Researched. Inquired. Meditated. The works on Fire. To determine what it means for me. How…
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For The Rage: Where Do You Go?
Some may never understand my rage. When you want to scream, but everyone is listening. They don’t hear you any other time. They don’t help but are always ready to judge your mistakes, your failures, and your shortcomings. You want to break things, but things cost too much to replace. You’ll be fine living…
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For My Presence: Do I Know You?
Sometimes, I just don’t show up. Why? I let the past influence me. I allowed the past to control me in ways I easily overlooked. I let it limit me. I let it silence me. I let it hide me. I allowed past people to dictate my current behavior. I was a fool. I was…
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For My Presence: Where Are You?
I know this is silly. Sometimes, I just don’t show up. Why? I thought my knowledge was common knowledge. Don’t they know this stuff already? I thought everyone knew how to do things this way. Isn’t everyone else doing the same thing? I thought my work was insignificant. Why bother when others are doing this…
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