Imma easter tweakin rabbit;
wit a knitted wicker basket filled with easter egg licorice hashish;
bouncin up the aves wit it;
towerin empowerin steppin on leprechauns;
weapons drawn pointed at the annointed;
joint lit so tell me what the heck you on;
im on one; while willy two’d three;
swinging a jewly piece;
the rhymes like tom.
I will love n smile when the rain begins to fall
And then I will love when the sun begins to shine
I’m going to appreciate that which is beautiful and simple
Like this moment as I type; And sip my warm coffee
Thankful to be alive and breathing
I don’t write to gain; but perhaps learn about myself and…
Just to be happy for that moment; look back at it and smile again
We don’t have time to fret; life is simply too short
So I am here; smiling for no particular reason
But it does
Just a smiley note for day
This is my dumb-azz taking pictures of myself. A perhaps overly proud trans girl. A poet and an artist but who the f*ck isn’t these days? Right now I’m typing off of a hoop-tie of a macbook but it does the trick… trick.
So another about me post. Thinking* This is stupid but anyways… Why do I write? Two huge influential women is why…My mom got me a book about 5 years ago called “The Artists Way” by Julia Cameron and “This book” is designed to ignite your creative side on a daily basis. And one of the instructions on this book is SIMPLY WRITING. As soon as you wake up; you write. It doesn’t matter what it is. Just wake up and write… And the other influential woman was my media art teacher Kat Thorsen; Kat Thorsen works wonders in the community and Ive seen her do it over and over and over again… If your reading this we all love ya Kat. Saving peoples lives n everything…
I am hardly someone to be writing “about me” posts because I am not touted as that girl making an impact in the world… like at all… I write this an about me post hoping that you write an about me post because… We are reading your work; you impact our lives. Funny because I don’t think I impact anyones life hahaha…But I try and do so anyways through various mediums. It really doesn’t matter if you’re acknowledged or not; its how you look back. Saying you did that. Then sitting here like I am now… Saying “what next?” Be proud and be yourself….
Whats next. Im just gonna hit publish; like fuck it.
Why did I title this… against all odds? Happiness? Well..For months and months Ive been battling health issues. I spent over a month being dehydrated and extremely light headed (fainting occasionally) and I “FINALLY” conquered that issue recently. It was preventing me from getting work and I was exited for it to be over. BUT Week or Two later… I began throwing up every morning uncontrollably… Its like morning sickness but Im sadly not pregnant…This has persisted for over a month now as well and we still aren’t really sure what is causing me to be so sick this time, the medication they gave me doesn’t seem to be working… But whatever y’know? Against all odds Imma Just Do Me and BE HAPPY.
I can’t let this sh–t drag me down; I will do whatever I got to do to get through this! and do it happily along the way, hehehe… Peace to all of my followers! and all the people I follow! So much respect to my fellow bloggers, you definitely without knowing it have helped me through these times haha… I don’t like to do any : ANY complaining blog posts. No thats not my style at all. This is a post about positivity and striving to do your best when things are trying to drag you down.
I love my girlfriend (my muse) lol, love her very much and my extremely supportive parents and I know they all want to see me doing well and being happy. I hope I make em proud… I celebrate 3 years on hormone replacement therapy ;So thats three years of my life I am extremely EXTREMELY thankful for; its been amazing. No doubt; amazing. Came a long way from last year itself. And yeah… Thats about it for the thankful rant…
Peace everyone. Stay happy, positive and strive on. (Through all obstacles)
My nickname is Shade
And I carry with me; many sides.
Growing up they diagnosed me as many things.
They said I was attention deficit. They said I was oppositional defiant They said I was bipolarThey said I was scitzophrenic
And now I am being treated for borderline personality disorder
Its true that I carry these faces and sides like masks hidden beneath the surface. How fitting.
My nickname is shade.
My scitzo effective side terrifies me. My bipolar side is attracted to danger and substance. I am naturally defiant. I am often hyper-active… And they say I am one with borderline personality disorder.
They say that someone with borderline personality disorder can be dangerous. Because we tend to snap in an instant. For me in some cases this is true…
In one instance; stopped by police I pulled my weapon on them! I snapped. Luckily I was not shot…
Where am I going with this….
I carry these faces and sides.
They hide beneath and hide below.
Where did they come from? I do not know…
They hide until the perfect moment.
Things I cannot control.