I am a woman who is beautiful, I am a woman who is intelligent, but mostly, I am a woman who is sad.
I am a woman trying to find her way through this excruciatingly painful thing we call life.
Through the years, psychiatrists have gifted me with many different diagnoses. Thus far, I continue to deny all of them.
I am UNBOXABLE.
Don’t get it twisted, I can BOX….you do not want to get into a ring with me….but you can’t put me in a BOX, especially one with a label, and if you try…you better know how to BOX….just sayin…
Charming, witty, funny, dreamy, screamy, honest, angelic, demonic, intuitive, fanciful, over-reactive, angry, sweet, ex-dope fiend, petulant, unsane, genius, idiotic, truthful to a fault, eiditic memory, beautiful, sad, melancholy, aloof, clingy, maniacal, suicidal, dancing, old-fashioned, fuckin weird, sesquipedalian, exuberant, anxious, bipolar, fertile yet sterile, ambiguous, impulsive, impetuous, artistic, conspiracy enthusiast, moody, non-trusting, musical, flighty, drinks like a machine, fear of rejection, prone to isolation, fearless, fearful, analytical, conservative yet liberal, irrational, enigmatic, low self-esteem projecting high self-esteem, positivity cheerleader for others, worried yet carelessly optimistic, sexy, sometimes argumentative, mentalist, book-lover, procrastinator, initiate, loving, people-watcher, people-pleaser, numb, first-class twerker, major depressive, feelings denier, possibly some kind of schizo, definitely bipolar, drawn to the esoteric like a moth to a flame, ferocious, tender, fierce, strong yet so very weak, prone to addictions, mediator and meditator, introvert, healer, lover and a fucking fighter….a paradox personified.
I AM A MOTHER AND A DAMN GOOD ONE.
Enjoy my journey, please, so at least someone can.