LESS DRUGS. I seem to be more fucked up and more lost. relying on meds that may or may not work for a mental disorder I may or may not have. HOW DO YOU KNOW IF YOU HAVE A MENTAL DISORDER? I HAVE BEEN DIAGNOSED WITH MANY BUT ARE THE DOCTORS RIGHT?
body sore. body always sore. BUT FUCK ALL THAT AND FIGHT THROUGH IT. FIGHT THROUGH THE ACHES. FIGHT THROUGH THE PAINS. FIGHT THROUGH THE SHITTY DOCTORS AND SHITTY PSYCHOTHERAPISTS. FIGHT THROUGH THE SHITTY RULES. FIGHT THROUGH THE SHITTY TOWNS. FIGHT THROUGH THE LACK OF MONEY AND PILING BILLS. FIGHT THROUGH THE LACK OF CONVERSATIONS AND LACK OF COMMUNICATION.
forget the books.
forget the experts.
forget the rules.
forget the regulations.
less meds.
less compliance.
less advice.
less looking for approval.
less deadlines.
less comparison.
less hair but more masculinity.
less money but more character.
less dinners and less trips but less lies and less deception.
less is more…sometimes.
rest and relaxation is for those who have money.
having money can help in the journey of life but I just need a purpose. i need a meaning. i need to contribute.
I AM A WRITER.
I AM AN ACTOR.
I AM A SURVIVOR.
stories of loss.
stories of false arrests and false commitments.
stories of attempted suicide.
stories of good friends and great fucks.
stories of youth.
wins.
losses.
loves.
kisses.
great parties.
great fucks.
great concerts.
shameful Mondays.
WALKS OF SHAME.
great trips.
sadness Sundays.
freedom and open hearts.
unzipped pants and wrinkled hands on a youthful penis and an innocent soul.
#metoo.
forgotten fucks.
forgotten follies.
forgotten friends.
forgotten fun.
everything is forgotten when mired in depression and mired in mud.
muddy mind.
muddy heart.
today is the first day of the rest of my life.
make of it what I will.
less meds.
less work.
less rules.
less sitting.
less waiting.
less complaining.
less following.
less thinking.
LESS AND LOSS AND WRINKLED HANDS.
notanotherphony. 