AMERICA IS THE CAUSE OF IMMUNE DIS-EASE...I'M FED UP WITH NOT GETTING THE HELP I NEED
YES I AM YELLING IN THIS....... AMERICANS ARE BEING KILLED BY AMERICA'S NEED TO MAKE MONEY AND THEN WE HAVE THE NERVE TO CONDEMN IRAQ WHILE WE …
I love graphic arts, computers, animals, nature, water, beaches, yard sales, shopping, theatre, dining, arts, jewelry making, writing, poetry, photography, scrapbooks, plants, reading, gardening, intellectual conversation, traveling, collecting and using candles, aroma therapy, spiritual living, family, camping, flying, taking naps, laughing my rear off, stay up late, no rules no schedules, learning new things, sound therapy, christian music, dancing, watching people, helping others, finding resources to heal, collecting doves, smiling, little children bring me so much joy!
I love graphic arts, computers, animals, nature, water, beaches, yard sales, shopping, theatre, dining, arts, jewelry making, writing, poetry, photography, scrapbooks, plants, reading, gardening, intellectual conversation, traveling, collecting and using candles, aroma therapy, spiritual living, family, camping, flying, taking naps, laughing my rear off, stay up late, no rules no schedules, learning new things, sound therapy, christian music, dancing, watching people, helping others, finding resources
My physical body is failing me fast, it betrays me with pain and I either give in or fight it back and never win. Inside is this dynamic soul ready to burst forth but she only does very briefly. I feel lately that somehow I am on the verge of meeting someone in my life that will bring all of this out in me naturally without even trying. Whether its a friend a man or woman only time will tell. I am usually not wrong with these things but its hard to hope and believe when I have nearly lost everything in my life. I just want to be whole, to know I can be and maybe in the end that person that I will meet will be myself and I pray it is so, if you read my poem, Watching Watching Listening you might agree but somehow I feel someone special is going to come flying into my life and yet I am weary of believing it at the same time. I was meant for so much more than I am living. My interests involve having people around me, this is what true love and life is meant for. Though we must work and do to survive these things are not the essence of living or love. In the end the memories that you make, yes you must choose to make them now, in the end they are all you will have when death comes to take a loved home home. The time is now because you never know. Funny how youth waste the years thinking everyone around them is invincible namely themselves but even more adults to busy in the daily grind to stop and make a memory, say I love you, do something as simple as, hey lets play cards tonight or hey I'll meet you at the park tonight just for ten minutes and we'll sit or walk. So many people walk past someone who has given up inside and they never take the chance to reach out and just say hi or hug them, yes a total stranger. One tiny statement of faith on a check can make a girl at the check out cry. The impact is tremendous when we dare. Everyone you see around your will be your family in Heaven, can you realize that? They are your family now and if your own refuse to be family find others who will. This has been my goal but thus far well.....I fight my own losses right now. I have a huge heart for humanity if only I could get past this body of pain and or get help with it. I'm a super sensitive and I guess that is the curse that comes with it.
My physical body is failing me fast, it betrays me with pain and I either give in or fight it back and
YES I AM YELLING IN THIS....... AMERICANS ARE BEING KILLED BY AMERICA'S NEED TO MAKE MONEY AND THEN WE HAVE THE NERVE TO CONDEMN IRAQ WHILE WE …
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you would really make my day if you visited me at allpoetry.com/barefootsoul
I've not been able to write much since my mothers passing last …
Ive had fms for 25 years each year getting worse. my mom was my employer she passed last month and my fibro has gone through the roof.
I was battling breathing issues like anxiety attacks for half a year until they got so bad I couldnt breath and eat at the same time. Also intense hot spells doing any activity. Turns out my heart beat was all over the place. My mom made me go in this christmas when I just wanted to be with family. We managed to do both, mom died a month later unexpectedly. I miss her so much.
I have psoriatic arthritis and typing this is hurting too much lol. I'm addicted to Norco and I take Enbrel and Methotrexate which does cut down on pain. I am very weak much of the time and have little family support. I also have chronic fatigue and fibro.
Panic attacks hit me after a surgery I had. I've had a life long fear of throwing up since a bad episode as a teen and it finally caught up with me. They went 24/7 without stopping. I finally had to see a specialist and praise God for Klonopin. At first it didn't work all the time. I also had to learn a put it out of my head distraction techinique. I also found that if I got really mad that I was going into one it countered the fear I was having. Burning off the adren...also helped.