The First Touch Felt Like A Cure,

Pocahontas, IA

2011

Ignoring the call of mania should be considered a full time job because it is SO hard to willingly choose to sit in depression instead of doing whatever wild and risky thing my "manic brain" says will solve all my issues

Fractured Fury

The world stands still, the air goes thin,

A silent void erupts within.

A crack inside, so sharp, so deep,

A wound that wakes but does not weep.

Then fire strikes—my veins ignite,

A raging storm, no end in sight.

My breath is smoke, my voice a blade,

A fury born, a war replayed.

I scream, I shake, the earth must hear,

A beast unleashed, too wild to steer.

The walls may break, the sky may fall,

Yet still, my rage outlives them all.

Then silence creeps, so cold, so vast,

A fragile peace that will not last.

The ashes glow, the embers hide,

But fire still burns beneath my pride.

- a little poem about how i feel about narcissistic injury and narcissistic rage :)

Mental health matters until its ASPD or NPD, then they are "cringe" and "corny" for sharing their struggles. You try and build this accepting safe space for all people to bond and when people who have different struggles than yours share their problems you boo them. You tell people to "get help", yet call them evil when they be honest about their problems. We don't have to mask to fit into your mold of perfect little victims to be valid. If you want to be helpful to people with mental health issues, try being less judgemental first.

"how are you feeling today?" gives me war flashbacks.