A Blog Between the Lines

At times, the tone and inflection behind stated words bears so much more weight than the actual message itself. The emotional impact hits my soul leaving me pensive for hours on end. The constant rumination about the intended message along with lingering insecurities wreaks havoc on my brain. The more analysis you put forward, the more confusion results. The weaknesses that gently simmer within me are illuminated, a form of wild incineration. The people around me use these vulnerabilities as their ammunition: they light the torch with their raging fire and use it as their clandestine weapon. The feeling of invisibility that this method of defense gives them allows them to propel forward and steer them away from their own problems, the ones that cause them to lash out and consume those around them. The void that needs to be addressed, instead accumulates and gains more momentum in order to destroy them the more they avoid it. This unproductive repetitive cycle of improperly dealing with...

The warmth from within can at times be met with an unwelcome frigid cold front on the surface. Many times, a state of oblivion would be equivalent to a state of bliss in order to remain safe. Whether it be a rough day, a heartache, or a significant loss, the odds are usually more persistent than we'd like. Any attempts to explain the process verbally turns into a distortion of facts. The emotion takes ahold and makes us fall short of living up to the experience. With the endless expectations, demands, and deadlines, the act of living on a daily basis becomes more of a rehearsed choir. The ability to stand on our own feet and think for ourselves no longer exists, we simply exist for our surroundings.  Our thoughts can easily consume us from within, especially if they are left to simmer over time. This unhealthy sequence of mental events can lead to impulsivity and much more. In an effort to release this tension, destructive behaviors can easily take a toll on our emotional wellbeing...