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We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence. - Joseph Roux

My Name Was Brett

by H 9/9/2013

written by H

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Preface:Â I’m not actually going through with this.Â I asked God for a sign as I walked with tears in my eyes tonight, he gave me one. At 8:00 pm, I received a internet message from a beautiful soul I hadn’t thought of or had any communication with in years. You know who you are and you did, infact, save my life tonight. Thank you beyond measure.

I was just writing this when I got that message and I think it’s really important that I continue to write this. Who knows what will happen tomorrow. There are no reasons to sit on these words. Words only matter […]

9/9/2013 4 comments

Monster.

by H 6/24/2013

written by H

Whatever I try to do to get away from this, and to show who I am.. just fails.

I’m just labeled. You know what it’s like, to go anywhere in this town and have people talk down to you, or warn you? To work up my already dwindling self image only to have one word or evil glance just shatter it?

‘You’ isn’t anyone particular, it’s just a way to scream into the void.

I’m not posting my thoughts for any agenda other than you try and write my mind down. I’m not looking for your pity or sympathy. I’m not looking for your guilt.

You don’t have to […]

6/24/2013 1 comment

Smattering of thoughts…

by H 6/23/2013

written by H

The love of my life left me recently.

I had never felt anything so true or so pure, and despite wanting to hate her for not being able to cope with MY depression, I still just pray that she is happy and well.

She left because she couldn’t handle me spiraling down into clinical depression again; at least that’s what she told me. My ‘black dog’, as Winston Churchill would call it, brought me all the way down to dropping out of high school despite being an honors student. I was just fighting through it and getting self confidence when I met her for the first time.

Three […]

6/23/2013 2 comments