Daily Thoughts

I hate that I have to deal with, This. Feeling calm and self assured one moment. On edge and worthless, the next.

Not wanting to be alone, but highly annoyed by the briefest encounter, with anyone.

I force myself to get out of bed, bathe and pay bills (on time).

I wonder what my purpose is, for being here.

I wonder why I have to deal with anger and the feeling of helplessness.

Because a race, an establishment, views my race as a threat.

Why is that? History shows, we march in peace.

History shows, we don’t do, mass shootings, bombs.

Or fly planes into IRS buildings.

Why do I have to deal with this constant burden?

Why do you continue to kill, unarmed black men?

[as a woman, that’s been mistaken as a boy/man my whole life, driving brings more anxiety, then it should]

And when someone takes a stance or kneel, against injustice, you make that a bigger issue, then what the real issue is?

Why can’t I have peace.

Why can’t we really be, free?

Author: My Life with mental illness

I have dealt with depression, most of my life and I've tried different antidepressant. With the right diagnosis and med mix, I have lost 40 pounds. And I am managing, my mental illnesses.

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