You are more than my best friend you are my brother. I will always consider you my brother till the end of time. Nothing will change that. I can't wait to see how you turn out in this world. Because of you I'm still here and I thank you for that
I'm miss my best friend. The one that watched me go from my highest point to my lowest. The one that listened to my issues and never judged me for them. I so wish you where here to see how much I have changed since you you left. I just wish I could talk to you now somehow.
I may be biased by saying this as a guy but I'm kinda angry at society for only acknowledging men's mental and emotional health through memes. It like it's a joke when really it is a very serious issue. We shouldn't have to hide our thoughts and emotions. Times have change.
Is not a crazy thought that you will see very extreme sides of people during anytime during election years and jesus is this years a wild one. Crazy part is we will only see this side of people in other 4 years. Crazy right.
I want to go back not all the way back just far enough to tell myself hey don't let yourself get in your own way. Take time for the ones you love and cherish the most because right now we don't have many of those folk around anymore.
I want to write stories again. But not the ones that come to mind now. Like how I use to right about adventure and and mind twisters. Now it's just the my inner thoughts on paper.
I went from being insecure about my personality and size to achieving trials and dreams I never thought would happen. This is from 2016 to 2020. I'm still the same person just more scarred, beaten, reformed, and mentally remodeled. This is my story.
I'm really not okay. People ask if I'm doing good and if I'm okay. I just nod my head and say yes. I tell them the about the things that are okay and events that made me feel something. But at night I can't sleep this is day 3 without sleep. I'm tired of feeling empty.
Colors aren't the same anymore, they aren't as bright and vibrant. Just faded version of their former self's. Maybe its lighting or sun exposure......
It could also just be how I see them now...
Or it's just how I see myself
I want to run away from reality..... I don't want this anymore. Take me to a far away island where happiness never falters and where dreams comes true.