The Man’s A Poet! ….a Shout-Out to Casino96

I don’t want to turn this post into a cringe fest, mainly at my expense but Dayum..

I’m trying to avoid that whole “fan-girling” cliche over a depressed man’s posts,which I’ll admit is tacky… I was debating on actually going ahead and writing this but I was sitting here this afternoon on my day off and I said fuck it…

Perusing, I stumbled across a few posts by this guy Casino96 and In the least creepy way I can explain…I kinda liked them. The relatability aspect, granted was a big thing; but there was just a bizarre comfort and calm in the way the man made a journalistic approach to his pain. And not to mention THAT VOICE….I fell asleep to ” Song for a Dreary Afternoon”  It acctually calmed my nerves and lulled an Irish girl to sleep. Who knew?

It just made me want to highlight the fucking amazing undercurrent of hope, beauty and raw talent that runs through this site from so many of you brave incredible souls! It upsets me that so many of you are blinded by pain that you cannot see your own worth. I wanted to tell y’all and I wondered if Casino knew it himself.

I’m sure the man is mortified reading this and believe me I’ve already made the facepalm like the twat I am, but I just had to say it before it got too late. Thank you for calming me to sleep during one of the worst nights of my life… whoever you are…