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Confession II

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Daily writing prompt
What’s something most people don’t know about you?

This is a good question. Though I was uncertain about writing and sharing this, I decided to just do it. So here goes. I feel like this is also a confession post. 

So, about 17/18 years ago when I was 18 and 19 years old, I felt that I was in the wrong body. I felt like I was not myself and didn’t like that feeling at all. I then started to think about transitioning into a man. Yes, I was thinking about being a transgender male. When I was a teenager, my mom would have a fit about me wanting to shop in the boys’ section. My brothers would be mad at me for stealing their clothes, lol. Seriously, boxers, jeans, etc. 

When I say this was on my mind constantly, it was. I was always doing research about it at the time. Looking up different surgeries to have and what types of hormone pills I would have to take. I also was looking into therapy about the whole thing. Of course, the cost of it all. 

I think about this a lot now days because it was something that I strongly wanted to do. There was fear in place at the time, thinking of the negatives about the matter and what my family would think. I think about the what-ifs of the matter if I would have gone through with it. 

Sometimes, I still feel like I am in the wrong body and wish I had gone through with it. Now, I just accept that I didn’t and try to be okay with my decision, though I really am not. 

Well, that is something people do not know about me…..Confessions lol 

I had to get that off my chest. It has really been on my mind lately like crazy. Questioning myself like should I have done it or not? Well, that’s it. Have a good one! 

Of course, a little vent session with a great writing prompt. 

Do you have any regrets? What is something most people don’t know about you? Care to share? 

Blessings and Love! 

Thank you for reading. 

Confession I

Your Dream!

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Your Dream!

Never say what you cannot do. Never say your dreams cannot come true.

Train yourself, train your mind to know and understand that you can do anything you set your mind to. Work hard and have faith. Take the necessary steps that are needed to fulfill your wants in life and pursue your dreams. Yes, sometimes it can be scary putting yourself out there and taking risks, but if you do not do that then you will never know what could have happened. You must believe in yourself and believe in the process because getting to your dreams may not be an easy road. Have people who love you and who are there to help and support you and you do the same for them. Having support is important whether it is for personal or business it’s great to have a loving person around. Put the work in and work hard for what is yours. You are the one who holds the key to your success. I have, in the past, gotten in my own m way and had to learn to trust and believe in myself, build myself up. I have also learned that stuff does not happen overnight you have to have patience. Motivated is another part of wanting your dream to be motivated every day and ready to make it happen, be dedicated. If you are not motivated to do this it will not work out. Practice your craft, over and over if need be feeling it, breathing it, and claiming it. Prove it to yourself first then the world. Live your life live your dream. You can do it. Always believe in your dream always believe in yourself.

Blessings and Love! Have Faith and Believe!

Thank you for reading.

The Zombie and Owl! II 

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In the night so dark and dreary, 

A zombie roamed, so weak and weary. 

With tattered clothes and rotting skin, 

He shambled on, with no end to his sin. 

But then he heard a hoot so loud, 

It made him stop and look around. 

And there upon a leafless tree, 

A scary owl stared down at he. 

Its eyes so piercing, black as coal, 

Its feathers rustled, cold and old. 

The zombie felt a shiver run, 

As the owl hooted, “You’re never done.” 

For even in undeath’s embrace, 

The zombie could not escape his fate. 

But still, he walked, night after night 

Haunted by the owl’s warning plight 

And so, they both continued on 

The zombie and the scary owl 

A never-ending, eerie song 

Of death and darkness, with no cowl 

Blessings and Love! 

Thank you for reading. 

The Zombie and Owl!

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A zombie shuffles through the night
Eyes vacant, skin a pallid sight
A hunger drives him through the land
To seek out prey with a gnarled hand

But watch out, for in the trees
A scary owl is spreading its wings
Its piercing gaze will freeze your soul
As its talons strike with deadly toll

The zombie stumbles, tries to flee
But the owl’s shadow follows with glee
A dance of death in the moonlit sky
As the zombie falls with a final cry

The owl lands, its job complete
As the zombie lies still at its feet
A silent witness to the night’s dread
As the owl takes flight, its hunger fed!

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

The Turning Point

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My Turning Point!!

Looking out for others can be good sometimes, but not always. There are people who like to take your kindness for weakness, and that is sad. This is a turning point.

I cannot continue to help you while you hurt me, while you put me down. Yes, it will be painful to let go but I must. This is a turning point, no more of this, helping you with tears in my eyes and a smile on your face thinking how you treat me is funny, it’s game to you.

It seems that the more I help and be there, holding on to past love, the more I hurt, hurting myself by accepting this. But baby, this here is my turning point, my turning point, my turning point.

It is time. It is over. I am moving on. I choose me, again I CHOOSE ME.

My turning point.

Thanks for reading. Please feel free to leave feedback.

Dreamer, Lover, Warrior! 

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She walks upon the earth with grace, 
A woman of many faces, a dreamer, a lover, a warrior, 
A true lioness, fierce and strong in her ways. 

In her dreams, she roams free, 
A wild spirit, untamed and untethered, 
Following her heart without hesitation, 
Exploring the depths of her imagination. 

As a lover, she is tender and kind, 
Her heart overflowing with passion and desire, 
She gives herself freely to those who worthy of her love, 
And cherishes the moments that they share. 

But do not mistake her gentle nature, 
For within her beats the heart of a warrior, 
A fierce defender of all that she holds dear, 
She will fight to protect, with no hint of fear. 

She is a true lioness, a force to be reckoned with, 
Her spirit unbreakable, her will unyielding, 
A woman of many faces, a dreamer, a lover, a warrior, 
A true inspiration to all who cross her path. 

Blessings and Love! 

Thank you for reading. 

Trusting.

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Trusting

Hello everyone. How is your Tuesday night going? I want to talk about trust/trusting. I bring this up because I have been wanting to reach out to someone about my life, to talk and sort things out, but I do not know if I can trust another person with so much information about me. Maybe I am being weird about it, but I do not trust easily. I want to let everything out and move on; I just do not know who that person can be. Even with professionals, I am still iffy about it. Trust, trust, trust, man. I need to learn how to open up more and let people in; that is hard, though. Wrote poems and blogs about it. TRUST…

I have been thinking about counseling or maybe reaching out to a life coach. Nowadays, I have been trying to balance everything out and learn new techniques. Sometimes, I feel I need help with that. But of course, it is the trust thing.

I told myself that I would try to be trusting and let things flow if I decided to talk with someone. I would give them a try, fill them out, and see if we could move forward. I know putting your trust in others or anything can be risky because you never know what their true intent can be, and that is my opinion. Trusting others can be tricky or hard, again, in my opinion.

Have you experienced this before? Should I say forget it and just do it? I have to really make my mind up. Man, these trust issues of mine are not good. Yes, I need a little help lol. I have a hard time trusting anything.

Blessings and Love

Thank you for reading..

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Confession I

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Hello everyone

It is confession time and yes, I am sharing this and honestly, I don’t know if I should be embarrassed about this or not lol. Share and Confess

So, I am 36 years old, and next August, I will be the big 37, and guess what? I still do not know how to drive. Yeah, crazy, right. I have a fear of driving and also being in cars, traffic period. My sister recently asked me why and what the problem is she feels me not driving is an issue. And honestly, it is kind of is I do have 2 kids and have to get around more easily. To get around, I take buses and Lyfts/cabs, and even in those, I am scared. She says that I am putting my life in others’ hands instead of driving myself. I feel even if you drive yourself, you are still in others’ hands because you do not know how a person will be on the road. The fear started when I was a teenager, I had gotten into a couple of wrecks, and since then, I had just been scared. I have tried only twice. The first time, I was 26 years old and drove around the block twice and was like I am done. And the second time, it was just down the street, and I stopped myself and didn’t want to finish. Want to get over this fear and take those steps to learn how to drive and be confident in it. Try to tell myself to just do it but it is not easy for me. I probably get made fun of it due to my age and not being able to get anywhere I want. My kids even tell me I need to drive. It is so frustrating having this fear and I don’t know what to do about it. Want to be able to drive so I can take my kids places without paying extra for cabs and waiting for them. I am going to do some research on how I can calm myself and my mind and not think negatively when it comes to driving and cars. I kind of hate that it is this way and constantly question myself on why not just try. Why not get in a car and freaking drive ugghh? I annoy myself, I tell you lol.

I wanted to write this because lately, with a new year coming up, it has been on my mind. I would love to be able to move around more freely and want to get it done, stop being scared and a baby about it. Maybe I should take a driving class or some type of therapy. I don’t know. I must figure it out seriously. HELP!

Is anybody else struggling to face their fears? Care to share those fears? Any tips for me?

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

Conflict.

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In a town where whispers fueled the air

Lived a soul, both fair and rare

A heart that sought to evade the fray

Choosing instead a peaceful way

This soul, amidst clamor and din

Found strength in silence, power within

Conflict arose, as it always will

Yet, they chose a path, steady and still

“Let’s talk,” they’d say with a gentle smile

“Find common ground, walk the extra mile.”

Their words, like seeds in fertile ground

Grew into solutions, profound

Enemies turned allies in their wake

Realizing there’s more at stake

In a world eager to divide and fight

They stood as a beacon of conciliating light

The tale of their journey, far and wide

Becomes a guide, a peaceful tide

For in avoiding conflict, they did not flee

But faced it with grace for all to see!

-Conflict-

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

No Cares (A Fantasy)!

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In a land of roses, where the sun always shines

A world of fantasy where dreams come alive

There lived a young girl with no worries or cares

Lost in her daydreams, she had not a single fear

Her world was filled with magic, with dragons and knights

With fairies and unicorns and stars shining bright 

She walked through the meadows with flowers in her hair 

Danced with the butterflies without a single care 

She traveled through forests, where the trees whispered secrets 

With streams that sang songs, and creatures that greeted 

Her heart was filled with wonder, her mind with delight 

As she wandered through this world, from morning until night 

In this land of roses, she found a place to belong 

For in her daydreams, she was never alone 

She lived in a world where anything was possible 

And in that fantasy world, she was unstoppable 

For in my daydreams, I can be whoever I please 

In that fantasy world, I can live my life with ease 

And no cares to be! 

-No Cares!-

Blessings and Love! 

Thank you for reading.