I blend into the crowd so easily that sometimes I question the attributes of my individuality.
Moments of Vulnerability
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A Quote
“You’re horrible”, a friend exclaims laughing.
“I wish I was horrible… things would hurt less” I plainly state with genuine remorse.
My Ht- Comparison through Elder Scrolls
I feel like a Breton, living in Iowa. I’m tall amongst my kind, but here I’m surrounded by Nords.
Familiar Feeling
The struggle lies in hurting where my heart should be. Instead, it’s a hollow eminanting feeling that leads me to wondering where it is originating from. Its been a long time. Empty, nice to have you back. Or is that Failure? I’m all too familiar with both to effectively differentiate between either.
Not Your Fault
“It’s your parents fault, right?” He laughed, trying to make a passive aggressive remark in hopes of hurting me.
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Man Up
In the gym, my gender bias conscious commands “man up” and my androgynous subconscious replies “hey girl” in a deep rally cry!
Feeling Good?
How do you feel this moment? How about if I told you that right at this moment someone’s being raped, someone loved one died alone, a parent found out her child has stage 4 cancer, a lonely woman in the town over is Continue reading
Muscles
People tell me I have a great body, but dont realize it’s partially a product of my perceived inadequacies.
In the end
We fought against so many odds, and overcame them all, yet, at present, what do we have to show for it? nothing.
String Vibrations
Someday, I’d like to play a rhythm on my violin so honest that it matches the beat of my heart.
Compared to brass instruments, I really enjoy the violin. It’ll probably sound corny but I hope to someday “play a rhythm so honest that matches the beat of my heart”. Just the way the strings boldly and solemnly vibrate was enough to get me hooked. Btw, its so much easier, in my opinion. The notes advance with each string and following finger placement… Unlike a guitar which is just every which way lol
