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Unhealthy Habits II

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I made a blog about unhealthy habits 3 years ago. Sadly, not so many changes were made. Here I am again in 2025, still needing to change these unhealthy habits. I want and need to start with stopping the smoking of cigarettes. This very unhealthy habit is one I really need to change. Damn unhealthy habits.

It has been on my mind heavily lately, so I know for sure that it is something I need to do. I am turning 38 in a month, and I’m in need of a few changes. I can keep doing the stuff I have been doing. I am proud of myself for getting my diabetes under control, but now I have hypertension, and smoking is bad for both conditions. Bad for my overall health. Ugh, unhealthy habits.

I will be starting the process of quitting cigarettes soon, and I know it will not be easy (though I wish it were). I am willing to put in the work to make this change and this awful unhealthy habit. These unhealthy habits need to be gone. I am thinking about keeping a journal during this process. I want to document both the positive and negative aspects throughout this process. I got this. I need to find new hobbies and need to stay busy. I also need a new way of thinking. Damn unhealthy habits.

Have you tried to stop something you were use to? How did you cope? Any advice for me?

-Unhealthy Habits II-

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

Unhealthy Habits.

Slow

Level-Headed

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In the chaos of the stormy sea

A beacon shines so bright and free

Calm amidst the swirling tide

A steady heart where peace resides

When tempests rage and thunder roars

The level head it calmly soars

Guiding through the darkest night

With clarity, it’s guiding light

In heated moments, tempers flare

But wisdom finds the cooler air

A balanced mind, a tranquil soul

In every challenge, it plays its role

So be the rock, unshaken, strong

Where understanding lingers long

In every trial, be steadfast

Level heads will always last

-Level Head-

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

White Dahlia

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In the garden’s hush, under daybreak’s veil

Blooms the white dahlia, pure and pale

Petals whisper secrets, soft and bright

A symphony of silence in dawn’s first light

Elegance in form, grace in every fold

A tale of beauty in hues untold

Innocence and peace, a spirit so slight

The white dahlia stands as a beacon of light

Amidst the colors, bold and loud

It stands serene, a gentle shroud

A silent prayer, a quiet song

In the heart of the garden, where it belongs

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

Forget…

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Forget

Want to let it all go

Forget the past, forget the humiliation

Forget the hurt, forget it all

Forget the people who played a part in my hurt

Forget those who knew but did not help, looked away

Forget those who said they care, but really do not

Forget the feelings I had, forget my tears

Forget being a child, forget all of my childhood

Damn

Forget having too much weight on my shoulders

Forget getting over shit alone and afraid

Damn yall

I just want to forget

Forget it all…

Thank you for reading.

The Hard Truth.

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When honesty requires a painful sting

And truth is hard to bear but must be heard

The poet’s pen can be a powerful thing

To speak the words that cannot be deferred.

For though the truth may wound and cause some strife

It’s better than the comfort of a lie

And in the end, it leads to a better life

With clarity that cannot be denied.

So let us not shy away from hard truths

But face them head-on with courage and grace

And with our words, let’s offer honest proof

That truth can be a gift, not just a face.

And though it may be hard to speak what’s true

The poet’s pen can help us see it through

Difficult times telling those

Hard Truths

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

Mad….

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Mad at life, mad at the world, mad

The anger within me makes me feel so bad

Why does everything have to be so hard?

Why can’t life just give me a break, a card?

I’m tired of struggling, tired of the pain,

I want to scream, to shout, to break the chains

But instead, I bottle it up, keep it inside

And let the anger fester, grow, and hide.

I know I shouldn’t be so mad at life

But sometimes it feels like an endless strife

I try to find hope, to see the light

But it’s hard to do when everything feels like a fight.

So, I’ll keep on going, keep on trying

And maybe one day, I’ll stop my crying

Until then, I’ll be mad at life, mad at the world, mad

And hope that someday, things won’t be so bad.

-MAD-

***A Poem***

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

Love Hurts

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When it hurts so bad

And your world is flipped

Love hurts

Going through the motions

Knowing what the truth is

Love hurts

Trying hard to understand the pain

Understand the how and why

Love hurts

Battling with blaming yourself

Questioning what’s all around you

Love hurts

To move on, lie it was nothing

Have to let go no matter what

Love hurts

But you know it’s all good

It’s good for your soul

Still it’s no denying that

Damn

Love Hurts

-Love Hurts-

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

Hidden Smile 

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Truth Set Me Free

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(Ask and you shall receive)

Thinking back to almost two years ago and last year, I asked God for signs, for assurance. I asked God many times if this was the right situation for me. I had no answers for months to a year. I started to feel good, started to feel all was good. I was finally happy with someone who I thought was all for me. When you get too comfortable with life, that’s when truth slaps you. Slaps you hard, has you dazed and very much confused, and that I was. I was talking to this guy for almost two years and thought it was great. I thought I was in love and in happiness, and it all changed. I found some things out last year after already talking to him for about 15 months. I found out that he was lying to me and was lying about a lot. Damn. I didn’t even have his real name. again Damn…

So, there I go down the rabbit hole with me doing research and coming to the conclusion that he was not for me, and I was not for him. After a year and two months of not talking to him, I am still in disbelief, still in pain. I mean, my heart really hurts. Though it may seem like it was easy for me to let go and walk away, it wasn’t, and it’s still not. I stopped answering text and phone calls, and sometimes, still to this day, he contacts me. I know I have to be strong. I now know that I am better off without this person in my life. Again, I am still hurting and really mad. At the same time, I am thankful and grateful that I found out everything that I did and made the right decision for my life. I asked and I received. It may not have been the moment I asked or days and months later, but it was answered. God works on his timing, and maybe I had to go through all the motions to get to this place. I am still healing, just another thing I need to heal from, but it is all good. The truth set me free and brought clarity to me. Forever grateful. I asked and I received, and the truth set me free.

      -Truth Set Me Free-

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

Lava and Energy

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Lava flows fiery red,

From the earth’s core it’s shed

The field it engulfs with its might

Destroying all in its sight.

But when the sunlight hits the ground

New life begins to abound,

The energy of the sun’s rays

Bringing forth a new phase.

And as the moon rises high

The lava begins to subside

The coolness of the night

Brings peace and calm in sight.

Energy never truly dies

It simply transforms and flies

From the lava to the field

Sun and moon, its fate sealed.

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

Fine Wine

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Take a sip

Hell, maybe the whole glass/bottle of

Wine

In a few minutes, I’ll be fine

Problems fade away

Only for the time being

Take a sip

Fade away, sink deeper

The wine speaks louder

Clarity is gone

Fight with me

Head-to-head

Take a sip

Hey, maybe need to stop

Battling with myself

It never turns out right

Fade away

I just can’t

I will indeed

Be fine

Without the

Wine

-Fine Wine-

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

Addiction

Bottom of the Bottle!

Silence