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Don’t tell me everything is alright
when I know that you are breaking
crumbling inside into a thousand fragile pieces
Doff your mask and put aside your hat
I give you permission to get messy
So sit down and let it all out
what ever is living, bound up in your rib cage
strip down naked and lay yourself bare
pull out your guts and cry your eyes out
no more dirty secrets or skeletons in a closet
tonight, let’s be raw and real
no holding back and no reserve
our date will be dancing in the darkness
crying in the rain and shouting at the stars

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I feel nothing but the empty;
surging, huge inside me,
filling all my spaces
and silencing all my songs.
This world always told me
I can never belong.
Always reaching to reshape me,
pressing me against the mold,
forcing out all the colors.
I look at the mirrored grey
and I imagine the rainbow
and all the ways I was painted
before you had your way.
Looking out this little window
upon the expansive grey,
I wonder: who stole your light
and made you believe in shadows?
All the thieving generations,
blindly, grabbing at what is gone,
hurting all their babies,
snuffing out the little lights,
too painful to look upon.
This angry, raging circle,
cutting as it spins.
But why not
turn the lights back on?

My Interstitial Cystitis

Hello my Zebras and Spoonies! Thanks for coming and hanging out with me today, I’m glad that you are here. Today I am going to be talking about my experiences with Interstitial Cystitis (IC) as an installment in the “My Diagnosis” series. Getting things back on track here. There are only two more that I plan to write for this series, so we are winding down to the end of this one. What would you guys like to see for the topic of the next series? I’m open to suggestions, just drop it in the comments.

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My Dystonia

Hello my Zebras and Spoonies! Thanks for coming and hanging out with me today, I’m glad that you are here. Today I am going to be talking about my experiences with Dystonia as an installment in the “My Diagnosis” series. It has been a while since I made a post in this series, but there are several more that I plan on writing. In my usual fashion, I have gotten distracted again and have been writing about other things. But, I haven’t forgotten about these and promise that I will get to the last few that need to be written.

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