Foolish

Damn. Damn. Damn. Why can I not let it be?

My despair has expanded. I am unable to do anything right. Or, so I feel.  My depression is tickling the curve of my ear. I can not hear the words. I can just feel the breathing.  There is self doubt. I just feel mildly insecure. Not painfully. Just mildly.  The stress and lack of sleep…

A Whine over my Hair

Have you ever just looked back through your photos and found a photo that made you emotional? It all began with some simple YouTube binging. I found myself immersed in hair videos and hair care. After several minutes, I was contemplating my own hair. This prompted me to look through images of my own glorious…