“So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters;
and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say."
~ Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own
Your self-inflicted restriction must be thrown off
if you are to succeed.
Fortunately for me, that isn't a problem.
It takes courage to say what you really mean. Conviction.
DIVA
damage. hurt. pain. suffering. regret. who have I become?
what have I done? (depression, anxiety, addiction....
the vicious cycle and torment..)
Self-medicating ~~
Addiction is broken glass.
You know it's going to fucking hurt,
but the addiction creates the
illusion of NUMB.
"You are someone else, I am still here...."
It's vicious and relentless.
Addiction is isolating.
Isolated. Alone. Your perceptions.
Thoughts that won't stop.
Life inside a fishbowl....
Watching those you love change and grow
as the numbness engulfs you and
the lies only grow stronger.
The OCD, anxiety... ADHD & the self-medicating at many points in MY own life have been MY relationship.... you will let others down, lose yourself down a dark hole...
My mind constantly wants to analyze, but at my very core this is what I feel: MUSIC is an incredible medium, an art form that
has the power to infiltrate so many lives and hearts.
The generation gaps and the genres. A song this real surpasses
any boundaries and will not leave you emotionally unmoved.
Trent Reznor and Johnny Cash tore something open in
their own way, and music is the universal healer.
You can heal from this. Listen.
You are never alone.
The power of the mind is limitless. Choose the pain of change.
Regret is not the fork in the road you want to take.
Change is incredibly difficult, but complacency only gets more difficult to unravel from.
Epitome...
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