I’ve always been here. I always will be. No matter the circumstance, the history, the pain. I’ll be there whenever you need me.

Sometimes the dark seems scary. But it’s a place to unload your demons, your fears, your worries without fear of judgement. And sometimes, you just might find someone who’s also trying to find the light.

I wish I saw more worth in my life because a life without a vision or drive is surely a sad one.

It takes more effort to do the wrong thing than it does to do the right thing

Life is dubious
death is certain

When words flow...write them
When words stop... review them

Anxiety does not possess logic.

Weekend? Anxiety does not know of days off!

Please don’t worry
I’m not angry
I’ve never been

I want you happy
To see a smile
Light your face again

His writing continued until he had a mystical experience which made him think of all he had done as “mere straw.” At the time of his death in 1274 he was under a cloud in Paris. (Him equals Thomas Aquinas)