A mi entender todos tenemos problemas, situacioes y defectos, y en este blog pues estoy sacando los mios para poder hacer ... vamos a llamarlo un "inventario moral" y cojer control de lo que yo llamo "pensamientos enfermisos". Tambien me da la oportunidad de poner mis pensamientos en orden. Este blog es bien personal y bien sincero y se puede decir controvercial. No voy a estar aguantando mis cosas por dentro,



"somos tan enfermos como nuestros secretos."

This is where I am going to speak truths of my feelings. There will be a series of my poems and daily thoughts. A project on how to find inner peace or the processes one goes through to receive it. We will see if it even gets to the point of ever finding that inner peace, a soul search I guess. One that could practically kill me knowing the angry and resentful person I am..





jueves, 30 de diciembre de 2010

I'm lost again

I am in this stage where I just do not care anymore. I have grown accustomed to just the “whatever” that has been going on in my life. I mean, how I can explain it would be, before everything was a big drama, now it’s like… fuck it. I really could not care less.
My daughter has not received her pension, and normally I would be on her father’s ass and more now that its Christmas and I just take it mad easy.
I always want to be in love, and I have a little friend and he is adorable with me but, it is what it is and you know what? Fuck him too
.Downlad free Dark - Broken hearts dont have to wallpaper
I was on a soul search and I stopped analyzing my thoughts, I have been calm and just letting things go with the flow but I think that not giving a fuck is not very spiritual.
I had also become a vegetarian, what happen a couple of months into it all I finished eating was bread and water, not cool and I started eating meat again.
I have to find a way to balance my emotions out, without the extremities I mean, I can’t not give a shit, and I can’t get dramatic over the things I got dramatic over either.
Looking at all thing things at once, just makes a big mess in my head that I don’t want to look at and really don’t I just put it on the back burner and say fuck it, it will pass. In addition, maybe that is cool but at the same time, my back burner is stacking up and making a shadow over my head and I can feel it presents.
So what to do?


DEFFECT: I lost focus of the matter at hand. That peace I wanted is not this I just got comfortable.
TASK: get back the peace I had found, maybe start with some yoga.

viernes, 24 de diciembre de 2010

EcLiPsE


Cambiando las mareas del tiempo
Circulando contaste estrellas
Bolas de fuego que no apagan
Me guían cuando estoy perdida, llevándome y alumbrándome el camino
El cielo oscuro, la noche, experiencia humana negativa y peligrosa
Asegurándome
Mi camino
Cuando mire hacia arriba con el frio de la noche, me secaba los ojos llenos de lagrimas y me congelaba los dedos
Miro una bola de rojo fuego grandioso y nunca visto antes en mis ojos
Brillaba como un rubí, con un aro de plata a su alrededor
¿Será otro planeta?
 ¿Será una señal?
O solo la luna con ganas de hablar
Majestuoso y espectacular
Grave y vistoso
Esperanzas de algo que no conozco
Algo mejor
Algo diferente
Quizás el fin
Quizás el comienzo
Quizás… 

lunes, 20 de diciembre de 2010

Beautiful Rhythm


So quiet… nobody is watching me. I see no one, but me.
 I love the sound of silence, just coming to the understanding that I love the sound of it, and am completely comfortable with it. When the feeling of insight and of enlightenment come over me, what could this actually be? Serenity, That is what it is I guess, this is harmony?
 I am finally learning to let go, let things actually happen. Everything has a reason, so be it. I am tired of fighting and of caring. The obsession of having control over everything, over everyone. Acting as if I were my own personal god. I could not give myself this peace. I would have never been able to do that not for me, much less anyone else especially with the little effort I put in, the little that I have done for it.  I can actually close my eyes and just listen to the birds chirping and my breaths going in and out, in and out.
 Not wanting this moment to end, this solidarity or this individuality, I am not going to think of anyone else. Unreal to having this calm, this calm. Not talking to myself but with my selves, all my individuals, keeping each one in control, in her place, no fighting, at last, I am not trying to kill myself for this one moment this instance. The quiet all around, my hushed mind, everyone is tame and letting me heal, heal. The wounds I have been bleeding from since a young girl. This temporary sanity giving me opportunity to see hear and sleep, to be. Be I and only I with no more company. No aliens in my head, no sounds of screaming, no hate no spitting, no vomit; my image has a reflection now. I am mostly free, I feel free, for now. Will my insanity ever catch up to me? Will it remember me? Remember that I am here, Waiting, expecting it to return, with not a flinch or twitch in my body.
 I am invincible. I am a powerhouse I am of a lord I feel a soul. I feel real. My characters all bottled up, finally giving me a chance to breath. To hear and to see everything for the first time without all that noise, all that noise. All I can hear a magical key board in the background. In a far distance, guitars and beats on a drum tie in, its sounds of freedom, of angle flowing spirits of sensations with no definition and of tingling toes. In comes the enchanting voices, voices of joy, a soft delight always present, a never ending never ending… song of all hurt leaving my body my mind and my soul. Being replaced by all these melodies, sounds of undeniable harmony and beauty not of my surroundings but within.
The acceptance of no control, of no control; none. If I die now… walking in a cloud in a dream, in a dream… all these faces appear, waiting for me to care and yet no pain, no cares, no cares. My rollercoaster, what a ride, what a ride. I am living, I am living, and I am alive. Peace, faith and love, Peace love faith, faith, love, peace. Shhh… a closing of the eyes, tears run, not of pain, not of sadness, not of frustration but of joy, of letting go and of learning to live, a gift I never saw, a gift I want to keep and preserve. 


jueves, 9 de diciembre de 2010

How to Die

On December 7 2010, the world came to an end, at least for me. I died repeatedly. First, I thought of a tsunami then an earth quack. Then I was imagining what I would do, if anything happened to my daughter or to me. If one of us lived throw it, or if we both died, I thought of the clothes we should put on, our best dresses, our nicest shoes, we would play dress up and twirl and twirl and laugh and hug, and give each other kisses and sing and dance.


I had planned my suicide if anything  happen to my baby and I lived, I planned that that day I wouldn't get dressed that when I would have to berry her I would put on my favorite dress and the shoes I so love and take my life away on her grave as I damned the gods. That I would never want any other baby but my fist and only, that my life was nothing if I did not have her. That it was better to simply end it I would not be able to live.



Children art, girl, big girl in dress, painting, child, Debra Hurd -- Debra Hurd
TO BE CONTINUED...

lunes, 29 de noviembre de 2010

Once again... But do I really care?

Buenos dias, I'm sending this post from class, its really just a thought,or a comment what I want to say, I haven't thought about it, or analized it, not really, I will though, I've always said that its hard for me to fall in love, and that could be true but I have also noticed that I tend to fall in love and up till now I quickly fall right back out.

I'll get back to you on this and explain myself better but just had to write it down so I didn't forget.


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The fact is I don't care.
Every time I find someone and want to be with that person I always give my all, and become the sweetest thing that could exsist. The thing is that with the person I want to be with, loves me and adores me and all of that prettey stuff but doesn't want to be a "couple" and well its becuase he feels that he won't be able to trust in me, and thats were I see the no coherentness in his thoughts.

why do I say this, I can be a @#!*% and i can totaly brake your heart if you let me, but the thing is that I won't ever dream of doing that if you treat me the way i treat and show me how special I am to you.

I'm like a little girl that just wants to be in love right now and wants to be with someone that will apreciat me and care for me. If given that why not trust me?

So what if I have alot attention from males, all the attemtion I want I want from that person.

I am always going off and saying how slimmy guys can be and just "all up in my grill" It's like "get the @#!*% away from me".

Nada all i really want is to be loved and not only that but be able to be loved, anywere i go. I dont want to hide that I want to hold your hand. Remind you, I was never a cuddler i was never a lover, but lately all i want is one person and one love that I want tpo share my time with and my kisses and attention.

Whats wrong with this, he loves me in his own way, but I feel like I'm being jipped, that he is just getting away ith doing or getting what he wants and not wanting anyone ealse to know.

Am I being used?


DEFFECT: Complacecy, and settling fear of losing what I want, and not doing anything to change this.
TASK: Break the mold, and get what I want and need and if not out the window...hopefully


PS;   solo quiero quererte y que me quieras, I just want someebody to love and love me back.

 quiero mi gosdo:(

martes, 23 de noviembre de 2010

Spermatic Blue


I am of kind heart
 I am a server and a giver
I love my child
I love my family
I try to make you happy
Who the fuck are you anyways
You some fucking outsider…? Coming in to make me …? What exactly?
Not a God damn thing…
Do you have any idea what I am?
Who I am?
I am love for those who deserve mine and gained my respect for the ones that give theirs to me that respect me and know me and understand me
I am complicated I’m not for whatever dumb ass that wants me… I’m too much for you
I am too much for you
I am complicated
I am smart
I am creative
I am a nurturer
I am a mother   
I am responsible
I am funny
I am light…
I am light
I am so bright
I put up a fight
To the death
I hold no breath
Not for you, not for you, and not for you
I am not a muarter
Not for you
Who the fuck are you
I don’t give a shit
You fucked it up for me
The illusion of what I thought you were
What I wanted you to be
You little boy
You little toy
The one who decided to grow up this year?
And say I am a man…jmmm…?
Haaa!
That’s precious
Don’t you dare talk to me?
Don’t you dare talk back to me
And don’t act like you know me
You don’t
You won’t
You won’t
Simpleton
You won’t 

miércoles, 17 de noviembre de 2010

El Final?

Bueno estado pasando pues si ya leyeron post anterior pues saben que estado tranquila, pero que viene pasando... estoy aprendiendo que la vida es un sube y baja, y ahora mismo estoy arriba.


Mis familiares están hablando mucho de que algo horrible va pasar aquí en mi pueblo, porque ellos vienen pues de su religión y en su iglesia pues están comentando de algo malísimo que va suceder aquí.
              
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Aja, pues si... como iba diciendo, llevan ya como 2 semanas con el tema, y al principio pues no me importaban, después pasaron los días y era lo único que escuchaba mi madre diciendo, "búscate en el verso tal, de tal libro y tal capitulo" " lo dice ahí!" lo que va pasar que nos va a liquidar" blah, blah, blah... ya yo me estaba encojonando cada vez que la escuchaba más me molestaba. 

Llegaron a tener una cena, se lo comieron y al final empezaron a joder con el mismo tema, padre nos digo que teníamos que ir pensando en que íbamos hacer y como íbamos a escapar de esta terrible situación y al final de todo eso, oramos.
yo todavía en negación y media encojonaita ya con esto me fui a llevar el amigo mío a la casa, de camino me encuentro dudando y con miedo que algo malo iba a pasar pensé en mi hija, y donde iríamos si algo surgiera como escaparíamos, y en cuantas personas morirían, y el miedo de perder personas que quiero.

Al otro día escucho a mami con la misma mierda por teléfono, ya yo estaba hasta arriba con este tema tan feo en la cual lo que está haciendo es creando temores que no estaban antes. Me mordí la lengua y me fui a hacer ejercicio, cuando viro le dije a mami que ya no quería que me hablara del tema que ya era mucho para mí y que dejara de declarar tragedia, la cuestión es no soy religiosa para una carajo pero sí creo mucho en el poder de la boca y como las cosas suceden porque los atraes de alguna manera y que los llamas, ella se molesto con migo y me aclaro porque es que nos tenemos que arrepentir y humillarnos ante Dios que yo estaba poseída que no le hiciera caso a esas voces  yo le discutía hacia atrás porque bastara ya que si ella quería que yo la respetara con sus cosas pues ella me tenía que respetar a mi por no querer escucharlo anyways la cuestión es que aquí en casa se formado una controversia tremendo y en la cual me puse bien nerviosa simplemente por mi hija por las cosas que pueden pasar, porque sé que no tengo control de esas cosas y porque estoy caga!!

Estuve un día completo llorando por esto pero decidí no preocuparme, pero a la vez que yo oigo del tema, me pongo malísima de nervios.
¿PODRIA PASAR? vuelvo pronto con mas al respectó.

DEFFECT: pensar en lo que pueda suceder, sin saber... esperando lo peor
TASK : vivir un día a la vez y vivírmelo al máximo con las personas que mas aprecio.

sábado, 13 de noviembre de 2010

Paz

Que tranquilidad extra ordinaria, estado últimamente con una paz interior y con todo y cosas caóticas pasando a mí alrededor no permitido nada ni nadie quitarme la paz.
Como llegado a este sentir, quizás preguntas.
Pues como ya saben me dado la tarea de buscar esta paz y serenidad con mucho esmero. Sido algo muy necesario y bien deseado por mí, me lo puse de tarea y me beneficiado en la cual si no me lo llego a poner en caso de vida o muerte de seguro me iba matar.

Yo no estuve dispuesta a botar todas mis bendiciones por codependencia y mucho menos por una melancolía y falta de aceptación de mi parte.
Vengo de sufrir mucho, de dolor y de nada, en la cual yo misma me puse en ese ámbito. Llegue a tener una vida nueva, una nueva oportunidad a la vida, cual uno lo puede hacer lo que quiera. Uno puede ser miserable, o puede serse feliz y eso es también, si lo desea. La cual la felicidad no es regalada uno lo tiene que buscarla, pero tiene un truco, la felicidad tampoco viene de afuera sino viene de adentro.

En este viaje que dado de emociones y de sufrimiento y experimentación en diferentes métodos de buscar paz, llegado a algo no seré la persona más espiritual y sigo con defectos en la cual yo quiero cambiar. Pero llegado a realizar que la vida es algo muy especial, como puede ser cruel o puede ser de bendición. Vengo de crueldad y después de salir de ese dolor, me encontraba buscando más dolor. Un masoquismo en la cual no veía que era yo misma la cual me hacía sentir esos dolores y esos vacios.

Me visto esta semana que no blogueado y me vi buscando mis tragedias y porque eran que no estaban y es tan sencillo de tomar la decisión yo no las quiero, es como el refrán que dice “si no te gusta no te lo comas”.
Yo quería cosas que no tenia pensando que me iban a llenar o hacerme sentir mejor y la verdad es que no es cierto. Yo misma me hago sentir mejor yo soy la que decido si voy hacer feliz, si voy a permitir que algo me cause algún efecto, si la paz se me va o viene.

El agradecimiento es clave en lo que es paz, el agradecimiento de lo bueno y lo malo, visto que de todo lo malo viene algo bueno porque al pasar lo que pasado yo podido reconocer que la vida es linda en todo sentido.

Pasado por etapas de la vida, de problemas y tragedias podido a ver muerto varias veces en mi vida por el daño que me hacía y las situaciones en la cual yo   me ponía también.
La cuestión es que uno tiene que pasar dolor para crecer y llegar a tener amor y felicidad etc. Yo tenido que romper cosas y salir de cosas que yo pensaba que no podía vivir sin ellos, pase por mucho dolor y depresiones y complejos y mas, pero al final yo tenía que hacerlo si a mí me estaba causando daño! 

Relaciones y de todo tipo, familiar como de pareja, comportamientos, codependencias de sustancias, lugares, cosas y personas. Eso si hay que buscar la manera de uno hacerlo por sí mismo, como uno seria la manera personal en como uno lo logra, esto siendo algo bien personal. Hay que recordar que nada ni nadie nos darán felicidad, pueden traernos alegría y un buen sentir pero paz y felicidad no. Vamos a decir que esa persona fallese, Dios quiera que no o el dinero se nos acaba o la casa que siempre queríamos tener se quema y no tiene reparación y eso era lo que no “hacia feliz” nuestro mundo se derrumba, y yo al fin estoy cansa de la codependencia y estoy aprendiendo a vivir por mi y agradecer lo que tengo y amarme y cogerme cariño aunque sea un poquito, pero está llegando, está llegando y estoy sumamente contenta que todos estos cambios y experimentos que hecho para hacerlo me están cambiando a ser la persona que quiero hacer, y traerme esa paz que siempre querido.

DEFECT: … muchos son
TASK: seguir poco a poco, manteniendo las cosas simples y no permitir que nada ni nadie me quite la paz. 

lunes, 1 de noviembre de 2010

FrEaK sHoW!!!

Whats up? i keep doing the same things,
This past weekend I went on a date with a friend of one of my sorority sisters and my bff, the kid is totally not my type he doesn't understand me or know me. you may say okay, there is no such thing as types, and really there isn't.
 We had a really good time, but he is talking about marriage and taking care of me in which are things that I want some day in my life I do want  to be loved, but he is also mad jelous!!! he fucking made me mad becuase my frat brothers were calling me and remind you I am totally close with them, like I would never leave them and would never stop talking to them and especially over some guy I just met and don't really like fisically.
 He is a great guy but I know that I am not the girl for him. and whats wrong is that I want that stability that he telling me he wants to give me, and I want the love that he wants to give me , but I am growing up and I dont want to be with some one becuase he can buy me things and take me places even though I want that i also want love that is true I am not going to change anything for anyone.
He came up with some random shit he wanted to drug test and he just got out of rehab,  on our first date(what!!!!!!!) He took me to church which is cute, he also screamed at me for talking to my friends he was even jelous of my girl friends even the one that presented us, he says he wants to make me his wife he presented me to his family and then started planning on naming our children and to moving in with me and I am like dude too much wayyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!! to fast but I also find myself in so much need of things like that in a future I am thinking about it... fuck that dude hell no I rather be alone God has exactly what i need and the perfect person for me. 
I really dont know, but  I seem to be in love with a really close friend of mine. You may ask whats wrong with that thats great especialy if he knows you as well as he does and accepts you just as you , but he doesnt want to get involved, but I always feel like he loves me back or  would like to have me but he wont tell me that, maybe it is just my imagination.  The thing with him is is that he is my best friend and I tell him everything I would never want to hurt him he is so special to me, and just beautiful. Why have I not told him that I like him and that I would like to be with him is becuase he shows no interest in being with me, and yet he does. Why doesn't he just tell me if he does?
What holds me back? I want the best for him and I dont want him to just be fucking off like he does, I want him to be more serious and responsible I want him to be what he wants to be but I also want him to do what he has to do in life. I am so proud of him and happy for him he has a new acomplishment something new and productive to do. I want him to take school seriously and maybe have a vision of his future you know?
I just love him he is very special to me he is so cute in a cuddly way becuase mind you, he also is not my type fisicaly but I just love him inside and he makes me happy I love his company and his hugs, and kisses and everything about him but I would just probably hold him down, I mean I have a duaghter and well he likes to go out alot and even though i do to, its just not the same and it also would be kinda weird withour friends.
I miss and want someone to hold my hand. I just want to be wiiiiiith someone i love. becuase if I am not I'm just going to keep feeling empty.

DEFFECT: looking for thing instead of letting them just fall into place on Gods time.
TASK: Be happy with what i have and wait for when it's my turn I give God all control.

Fiona Apple - Across The Universe [The Beatles Cover] (HD Official Video)

miércoles, 27 de octubre de 2010

muerte hermosa


Gracias doy q los pensamientos sean silencioso
No quiero sentir ni ver las realidades que rodean
Quisiera parar de vivir
Suicidio seria mucho esmero
Sino que Dios decida que ya no debo de existir
Que ya mi existencia es innecesaria
Y q simplemente deje de respirar
Y flote sobre nubes de colores y canciones
Que llenen y canten mi melancolía
q voces angélicas acaricien mis llagas no vistas
q me las curen con su saliva y besen mis ojos sellados
Que traigan paz a mi corazón
Calma a mi espíritu turbada
Me bauticen en las sangres de dioses
Me saquen los adentros contaminados
Que llueva lluvia de acido
Que queme toda impureza
Que consuma todo mi dolor
Refresque y limpie el olor a piel muerta
De residuos de muerte y hambre
De dolor y aflicción
Llévame ya mi Dios
Que ni para matarme sirvo

dont let anything affect you, you are the most important person

“We want to look our past in the face, see it for what it really was, and release it so we can live today.”
Yes, this is exactly what I want to do I have no Idea where to start.
What has been going on with me lately is that I have been going through a mini crisis.
Emotional it’s been happening for about 3 days,and all I have been wanting to do is hurt my self, I feel like cutting myself and burning my skin. I really don’t feel emotionally stable it’s been a rollercoaster of feelings, one minute I am laughing another minute I am wanting to commit suicide or just nick at my skin fiscally hurt myself.
I have been praying a lot all I want to do is shake it off, but I have also put into consideration that maybe it’s just bottled up emotions that I haven’t gotten out.
I have one problem, I am mad and I cannot stand anyone and not even myself. I have to get things off my chest, I have to be alone and stop looking for things to get my mind off my shit, and look at them in the face. Where do I start? Do I even have the balls to do so? I have to do this urgently if I want to get over this hill.

This morning my father confronted me in a manner like he wanted to fight, he got up in my face and I hadn’t really done anything to him I was on my way out to go to school, what did I do? I said I was sorry. Mind you, I had done nothing but walk away from the situation. He was just looking for a fight, the one I did not want to have. In addition, when I got in the car all I wanted to do was die. I almost didn’t get to school, I was either going to commit suicide or stick a needle in my arm. The things that happen between my father and me always affect me and it brings my bitch out you know? However, I am different now and I have to practice this new way of life.






God grant me the serenity to accept things I cannot change courage to change the things I can and knowledge to know the difference.
God come to me and give me peace, I thank you for all I have, please do not let me mess this all up over stupidity. I love you because even though I don’t see you I know you hear me and even though sometimes I don’t feel you there I still wait for you, thank you for letting me express myself as I have to to get through the day and understanding me when no one else does.

DEFFECT:  Self-inflicting pain looking for an escape, no confront.

TASK: make a list of things that are causing me harm, look at what I am doing wrong, just for today focus on getting better and forget about everything else God is in control.  I do not have to be controlled by my past.  I will live this new day as the new person I am becoming.

lunes, 4 de octubre de 2010

How do I Stop?

I seem to be bored, and the sucking part about that is I am the person that always says that if your bored it's becuase your boring, so I am kind of kicking myself in the ass for that.

So all I did this weekend was go to my groups and go to the movies one of them was dope and the other 2 well just what ever a waist of money. So I was really proud of myself when I got though saterday without using anything, i was clean a whole week, I mean the thing is that, Okay so I have been drinking every once in a while, then it turned into every weekend then it was more day in the week as well, then i was taking a couple of drags of some weed and it stopped there but and maybe I have things more under control now but...I'm still not happy.
I still keep hiding from something, and those are my actual feelings of being alone and actually feeling those feelings. I mean, I'm told to change people, places and things and I just keep getting into the same shit. Then I'm told to just, take it easy and it's like... I just don't feel like I can do it you know?
But I haven't lost faith, I mean one day I'll get it right, right?
I can't keep hitting myself over the head if every once in a while I fuck up. But I do have to take into consideration that I can't seem to stop myself or hold myself back, and that I am playing with fire. I mean today, I am not selling myself and I live at home with my family I take care of my duaghter and I am a responsible student and I have a part time job I go to recovery groups and I look for help and my thoughts tell me "x"you do so much you can have a couple of drinks with your friends and you can chill and have fun, but when I say this to myself I forget about the dick that was put in my face a couple a weeks ago for me to suck, totaly out of the blue and why? it was just one of those days I said okay! I going out, and yet again I put myself in that situation. TO BE CONTINUED... GOT CLASS


What ever it is its not fun when things like this happen, it is the weekend again and I have been at home just relaxing I'm alright with that today.

DEFFECT: Doing the same things expecting deferent results.
TASK: today I will do things defferently and see how things go defferently for me.

viernes, 1 de octubre de 2010

VIAJOSA

Hay veces que quisiera saber que Dios tiene planeado para mí. Es por curiosidad y por desespera, y por egocéntrica. Quiero hacer todo lo que quiero hacer.  Quisiera irme de viaje e irme por el mundo a ver las culturas y vivir punto, en otro mundo que no sea mi realidad ahora.

La realidad… quisiera viajar por todo el mundo como "BAD ASS" y así nunca tener casa fija como tal sino casas y viajar a cada rato. Si, voy a necesitar casas por mi hija. Pero llega ser por mí, viajo sin nada más que la mochila y par de pesos hasta donde me llegue. Cuando me canse de un lugar coger arrancar y quedarme en otro lugar. ¿Porque será esto? Yo me canso muy fácil, quiero algo que me de una sensación de… Algo nuevo fuera de lo normal. Yo lo que quisiera es viajar y escribir y leer y estar con mi hija. Criarla y sumergirla en todas las culturas que pueda.

Me pongo triste porque lo veo como si fuera algo imposible en la cual no alcanzara, pero esa soy yo con mis pensamientos negativos, yo sé no hacerme caso y algún día me doy por lo menos un viaje a un lugar donde yo siempre querido ir.

Cambiando el tema completamente;
Todavía siento esos momentos de soledad. Pienso en que hubiera pasado etc. etc. So yo borre número de teléfono, todo mensaje y cada cosa que me pudiera hacer que recaiga en un circulo vicioso por atención y cojer luchas porque no me aprecian. So fuck him, yo no quiero llamar, es otra forma de humillarme y no lo voy hacer. Yo soy linda, inteligente, responsable no soy celosa y soy fun loving, ese carbón y ningún carbón que no me sabe apreciar no me merece.

Volviendo a pues el tema;
Si quisiera irme, irme lejos de todo y volver cuando guste.

DEFECTO: insegura, y quiero huir.  
TASK: asegurarme de quien soy recordándome lo que soy una y otra vez busca algo q este a la mano para hacer, ir al cine ir para una reunión, leer, darme un baño frio etc., y hacer cambio de pensamiento y de hacer las cosas. 

domingo, 26 de septiembre de 2010

new realities

So I have come to the decision that up until know been playing around with and come to see that it is not a game. I had forgotten the gravity of my situation and that it is life or death for me, I forgot that what goes around comes around as they say and the fact of the matter is that I am not going to fuck this new shot at life up over some bullshit.
 I am going to tell you why I feel like this and what I have been through to come to this conclusion.  Life is now and can only get better…

Let us talk about my “Drug Stage” as I said in the first part of my blog I had gone through.
It was not a pretty sight; in fact, I was almost killed a number of times. I have to remember that it's a miracle that I’m even still alive and I got through that, that my family accepted me once again, that I never got a disease and that I am in one peace. I took part in lots of heavy trafficking, a lot of consumption and a lot of other illegal activity. There was a lot of blood and a lot of hurt tears and pain, and I am talking only about me. I came from being the “Bosses” girl, “side dish” o how they say here in PR “mujer” which means woman. I had lots of jewelry lots of clothes and lots of dope. Now that I am writing it out I see how cliché my life back then really was when I was an active… everything.
Maybe I am actually going to start to regain sanity now. I do not want to be that wild girl always getting my way by using sex, or men, that girl with the over glossed lips and too much make up and she could not tell she had too much because she was so doped up. I do not want to be that girl, put a name to it, I was a whore I was a prostitute and I was a junky. Which is fine until you take of the mask get clean and see what life can really be. I don’t want to be that girl anymore, I want to love my baby, and active and in that world maybe I haven’t gotten to that point but I know I can I won’t want to be her mother because I am too busy getting my “fix”.

 Yeah I haven’t gotten there yet, but I see my behavior. I know better than that, I look for love in sex I try to lift my spirits with alcohol and I even started mixing it with pills and pain killers thank God I got off them quick, I was looking like a zombie. I could barely get up to take care of my daughter; it was a hassle for me. I was going down slowly but surely. I was hating myself everyday more and more because I knew better, because I know what could happen to me, because I had already seen a better life.
I stopped being grateful I was forgetting where I came from, and I was forgetting the pain I had already gone through and knew so well, I was forgetting the misery. I was only focusing on the things I didn’t want to feel and substituting them for sex and alcohol and people places and things trying to fill a void that just did not ever seem to get full.
What am I going to do to change my conduct? Everything, I have to, I have to I am not going back and I am not losing all the things I have and all the things I will have.
In this time of soul search and this blog, I feel like I am finally coming to know a power greater than me a “Higher Power” a God that maybe lets things happen to you for good, I mean maybe there is a purpose for all the shit people have to go through maybe there is a lesson.

DEFFECT: selective memory, self pity and not wanting to deal with the realities of life …”as usual”

TASK: start believing in myself no matter how I feel, deal with whats real in a different manner, (prey)

miércoles, 22 de septiembre de 2010

te tengo que dejar

Tengo que dejarte por el daño que me has hecho, no es porque quiero. Me duele más porque sé que te amo, por lo menos en estos momentos. Sé que pasara el tiempo y me olvidare de tu cara, de tu sonrisa, de tus suspiros en mi cuello al abrazarme fuerte en tu pecho. Escucho tu voz, la cual me derrite, recuerdo en mirarte a los ojos y como me reflejaba en ellos, recuerdo cuando me veías cuando existía para ti. Ahora siento que ni existo para mi ya, como si yo fuera un sueño, invisible, incorpóreo.
Siento que el mundo me pasa por el lado y nadie me ve, y los que me ven… las bestias de la ciudad, los carnívoros, los animales y al verme herida me terminan devorando y matándome una y otra vez.
El vacio que siento al tener que arrancarte de mi corazón me causa tormento y me deja sin aliento.
Engañándome, y manipulando tus palabras, haciéndolas de amor cuando no lo eran. Llegando a ver la realidad de tu trato. Del control que tenias sobre mí, mintiéndome y a la vez siendo rigurosamente honesto. Fascinada de tus palabras las cuales me aniquilan.
Cuando te miro solo veo tu belleza, tu inocencia, mi amor hacia ti. Veo tus miedos o espero que eso sea. Quisiera ver tu vulnerable corazón tal como es sin disfraz. Esperando el momento que te des cuenta que me amas, y que quieres que este a tu lado más daño me cause.
¿Cuándo me rendiré de ti? De este sentimiento, del engañarme a mi misma o será verdad lo que yo me digo.
Estoy cansa de falsearme, no quiero vivir esta vida de fantasía y mucho menos de dolor.
Sal de mi mente, sepárate de mi corazón, y suelta mi cuerpo. 

MI ENFERMEDAD

Esta enfermedad me habla, cuando no le hago caso me grita. La obsesión compulsión de la codependencia y la necesidad de mas y mas de no sé que, de lo que sea. La necesidad de vivir otro en universo, y no mirar las realidades que traen la vida, el hacer un mundo fantasioso y viajoso, mi propia novela, el tener que complicar las cosas a niveles extra ordinarios.
                El sentir un hueco en el centro del pecho al arrestar la enfermedad y acoplarme a lo que es la vida real y lo que son sentimientos y emociones verdaderos, quitarme las mascaras y el soltar la codependencia de lo que sea es fuerte y esto es lo que estado tratando de vivir.
 No quiero seguir engañándome en una vida y un mundo que no es real. El mantenerlo simple y sencillo mantener la calma y reaccionar como cualquier otra persona. Romper la codependencia y la necesidad de llenarme con cosas de afuera y empezar a amarme y amar mi vida y ser agradecida.
Tengo que alejarme y sacar todo lo que me haga daño, personas lugares y cosas en las cuales me revuelcan mi enfermedad y mi autodestrucción. Me tengo que recordar en no enredarme en mi propio drama y no cogerme pena. Recordarme de que todo pasa. Practicar la honestidad receptividad y la buena voluntad empezando conmigo, observar mis intenciones y mis pensamientos, mantenerme vigilante a lo que hago digo y medito. Subir mi autoestima sin tener que usar a nada ni a nadie.

TASK: recordarme que los que superan estos momentos demuestran un valor que no parece propio. “ME VOY A VALORIZAR.”

Adicción

Buenos días
Buenas tardes
Buenas noches
Yo soy tu
Yo soy “muerte”
Yo soy “mal”
Torturando tus adentros
Enfermando la mente
Enfermando tu espíritu
Questionando tus capacidades
Tu ser
Tu todo
Matate, te quiero muerta te quiero muerta
Te enveneno tu alma vamos a ver cuánto duras
Te odio 
Odio ser parte de ti, patética
Bondadosa jajajaja para que si lo dañare todo
O mejor lo dañaras tu solita
Muerte a tu espíritu muerte a tu alma
Odio a tu corazón y veneno a tu mente
Yo soy tu adicción siempre estaré presente esperando tu recaída
Esperándote y abrazándote, ahogándote
 sofocando hasta que des tu ultima pata
Tu último suspiro
Loca!

martes, 14 de septiembre de 2010

on to the new?

It’s crazy to me… this emptiness I feel. I feel a literal hole in my chest. So incomplete, I’m fucking terrified of this. It’s so real and raw right now. Missing people I shouldn’t. Those are no good to me.
I have to practice self worth it’s a really hard thing to do. I have to know who has good intentions for me and who is just using me.
I hate the fact that mostly everyone will use me, and that friends are only few.
I wish I could get over this, quick. Just rip it of like a band-aid. That’s what really sucks though, I know I should rip it off, because it isn’t good for me, but at the same time I know it’s not going to be quick it hurts already imagine coming to the acceptance that it’s just not working anymore. Not only that I now that band-aid will never stick again once it is off.
I have to stop using people places and things to make me feel good, this reality is so painful to me, only because I am a coward. I think I’m going to end up alone for the rest of my life, and that the fact is that there is nobody good left.
I hope all of you know I’m talking about a life partner or just someone that will always be there. I have been trying to let go of certain things and the fact is that I haven’t been able to all the way. It’s been a week since I have been trying to give up on this thing that all it does is hurt me worse and worse every time. The thing is that it should have been an easy decision to make, because of all that’s already happened. I keep doing the same thing waiting for different results. I hate this feeling alone, and just hallow and this is the only thing that bothers me.
Everything in my life is you could say perfect and manageable. This codependency that I have to have someone with me sucks, I mean how ungrateful am I really? I’m in school I have good grades, my daughter is beautiful smart  and loves me she is happy, I live in a great house I get to use the car most of the time, some of my friends are faithful. I just seem to want this one person, that has never been able to just, do what I want I guess, and the feeling of not getting what I want is probably what I am feeling. If it is that then it’s even worse.
I NEED GOD TO GET OVER THIS.
I have such a big ego it’s hard for me to even ask for help, to prey? I just can’t. It doesn’t come easy to me.  Maybe it’s that I don’t have faith. Maybe I say I need god because I know I need something to fill this void A-SAP before I hurt myself with some other stupid shit. Maybe the fact that I’m told every fucking day that I need to prey to get through these rough patches is the reason I say this. Maybe the fact that I don’t believe God can fill this void is what’s getting to me, I mean really if God could fill this void why even have a partner?

DEFECT: I’m not even going to say, I have’t gotten over my last defect and task.
TASK: get over the codependency issue do the last task all over again.

martes, 7 de septiembre de 2010

Por Puta?

Okay so, decidí hacerme vegetariana hace par de semanas, y la verdad es que me siento muy bien, físicamente y pues eso ayuda la mente y el espíritu. Me puesto hacer ejercicios todos los día y la verdad es que también me ayudado mantenerme positiva y me da la oportunidad de relajarme mucho. Cuando me acuesto a la noche mi cuerpo es capaz de relajarse y la mente callarse. Me estoy cuidando mi físico y aunque me parecía que era no importante y no iba hacer diferencia pues fue todo lo contrario. Me siento muy bien y he logrado de seguirlo y dedicarme lo he creado un habito. Se siente tan bien el coger y correr y correr y nadar y nadar y simplemente deshacerme de toda mi negatividad que estado bien activado últimamente estado pues pasando por procesos fuertes y muy reales y he tenido que llegar aceptar cosas muy difíciles para cualquier persona aceptar.

Recuerdan la situación que tuve con mi novio. Pues yo rápido me quiero ir corriendo a los brazos de otro y la realidad es que siempre sido así. Siempre término engancha de otro. ¿Y que pasa con eso? pues llegado a ver que no podido ni me dado la oportunidad de quererme yo. Esto lo se hace tiempo, que yo no me quiero y pues también me di cuenta de que nunca estado sola tampoco, pero llegar a realizar lo que vine a ver ayer. Que sustituyo el amarme con sexo, con personas, con cosas que en realidad pues no son sanas. Y estas cosas vienen y me hacen daño espiritual y mental. Al no quererme cojo y envés de esperar por alguien que verdaderamente me ame o me convenga me engancho con el primero que me prometa él mundo y es más ni tanto eso. Después que a mí me de atención me hago una mierda. Usado los hombres para subirme el ego o mejor dicho mi bajo autoestima. Mi autoestima es tan bajo que yo aguanto que me digan puta me escupan la cara que me den que me lastimen que me traten como una mierda como si no sirviera por un momento de sentirme como el centro del universo de esa persona o de cualquier persona.  I mean, en realidad ¿Cual es el punto de tener sexo casual con personas diferentes? Yo no creo que sea por pura bellaquera, sino porque sube en una manera enfermiza la autoestima de una persona o de mi persona.
Desde siempre sido una persona codependiente ahora que miro las cosas como verdaderamente son, y eso yo pensaba que era independiente porque nunca tuve pareja como tal. Pero la pura realidad es que soy codependiente y bien, pero súper codependiente. Siempre necesito mis meritos, mi atención el sentirme importante etc.

Yo pensaba que estaba enamorada de alguien hace mucho tiempo y la realidad es que estaba enamora de la manera en que yo le llamaba la atención a él y como lo lograba de cogérsela de tal manera que si él no me veía se molestaba. Imagínate lo baja que esta si a mí me llenaba que él se molestara y me amenazaba por sus celos y me golpeara, eso a mí de una forma u otra me hacía sentir bien, yo me sentía bien el pensar que esta persona me deseara tanto. Y por eso y solo por eso es que mis relaciones nunca me han funcionado, siempre me pegaba del primero que me decía “que linda” o “quiero estar contigo” y me tratara y buscara, que se obsesionara conmigo, a mi me gusta el dolor, me gustaba el drama que eso me causaba, para mí la vida parece aburrida o yo quería crear una película. Imagínate si estaba mal que yo me imaginaba mi funeraria y las personas diciendo “que pena, ella tan linda y con tanta potencial y tan inteligente, se mezclo con eso y mira lo que paso, que trágico”.
¡Estoy enferma, dolida, frustrada, gritando para atención y en cualquier manera que pueda conseguirlo! ¿Y por qué?, ¡si yo soy muy inteligente, soy bonita, soy responsable y soy talentosa! ¿Porqué tener esta autoestima tan baja? ¿Porque sentir que me muero al no tenerlo, a no tener a alguien? O mejor dicho las cosas como yo quiera.
¿Porque no me soporto y tengo que hacer estos dramas? ¿Por qué no puedo estar sin crear estas escenas de dolor y enfermizas para sentirme como una víctima?

 

Okay, ya con los porqués y estar lamentándome, hay que llegar a la aceptación de que pues ya sido así, ya paso. ¿Ahora como hago para arreglarlo? Y es mas es bueno que haya llegado a ver este defecto y lo logre a ver, porque podido a ver pasar por muchas otras cosas y podido vuelto a suceder mucho más fuerte e incluso podido a ver aparecido muerta por ahí si me llego a enredar con el hombre equivocado. Y eso está ya comprobado porque ya yo me tenido que esconder y irme de viaje para lograr escapar de personas. Gracias a Dios estoy viva y ellos no lograron hacerme más daño de lo que me hicieron ya.
Vamos a ver, yo me tengo que amar, tengo que cuidarme yo. Que puedo hacer para volver a empezar y cambiar todo lo que me sucede, si sigo asistiendo los grupos de apoyo que si me han ayudado de manera estupenda y sigo cuidándome físicamente y mentalmente… tengo que salir de todas las cosas que me hacen daño. ¡Tengo que aprender amarme yo! Okay pues voy a practicar el celibato… ¡es enserio! ¡NO MORE ABUSE, EL ABUSO SE ACABO! Me voy a guardar hasta que haya un merecedor, y mejor que eso me voy a guardar hasta que yo aprenda amarme primero y amarme incondicionalmente. ¿Cómo lo hago? Sigo el camino en cuidarme y en algún momento eso tiene que pegar, ¡TIENE QUE PEGAR! Y lograre amarme lo sé que lo voy a lograr. Solo hay que ponerlo en práctica.
Gracias a esto se puede al fin calmar muchas de mis tormentas y alteraciones de paz en mi vida, tengo que recordar el mantenerlo simple otra persona en mi vida seria muchas complicaciones añadidas sin tener que añadir ahora mismo. A la mala voy a aprender a amarme y estar sola. Independizarme de la codependencia este que tengo con los hombres. Ahora lo veo como uno de mis defectos más grandes, que tengo que lograr salir del. Uno que me impactado la vida y me destruido espiritual y mentalmente. Completamente dañino. Pues ahora sí que voy a mejorar. Esto va ser una prueba de crecimiento

DEFFECT: codependencia y bajo autoestima, busco de afuera para llenarme usando personas lugares y cosas.
TASK: practicar amor hacia uno mismo, y no usar pase lo que pase, sienta lo que sienta, personas lugares ni cosas para sentirme mejor. Independizarme del dolor y la codependencia. 

miércoles, 1 de septiembre de 2010

Ketchup!

Okay so quick resume.
          School started it has been going good I guess. The first days are always a little ... hmmm I guess you could say out of wak! As I write this, I am in the class I fully hate and dislike with every fiber in my body. the professor is very ... loud and annoying she drives me fucking crazy, she always seems to think she is so bright and smart and she thinks she is sexy!! Like dude, I cannot take my eyes off her fat ass because she seems to let it hang all over the place.
The class is marketing, in which well I have come to see is not what I want to study, if you’ve been following this blog you know I am studying international business, I have come to the decision of changing my major and study literature. My true calling and passion. 

Coming to the decision that all business people or at least in the marketing branch think they are smart because they can make a poster or commercial practically to brain wash which is what they think they are doing and sell a product by promising of  making all your dreams come true with that product. In other words the answer to all your problems and prayers is that product. You have to be a dumb ass to believe 1/3 of the bull shit you here in a god damn commercial.
I literally cannot stand her fucking voice.
I am recording her so you can hear the tone that kills me every Monday and Wednesday at 9 am in the morning.

Okay changing back to what has happened; school started it always seems hard at the beginning always a little lost; have to find the way to get back into study mode or school mode.
My birth day was last weekend the one that just past I’ll tell you about that in a next post and my boo or I don’t know what the one that supposedly went to the navy which was a false information, he didn’t really go and has text me for my birthday saying " happy bday babygirl." that was it. Witch really mind fucked me, you all know the feelings I had and well now they are really mixed feelings. What do I do with that?
Okay so what else is happening?... ummm o yeah! The whole reason for this blog, the inner peace I have been searching for.  I’ve been doing really good I think. No explosive moments, no long resentment happening. I have come to learn to prey... not really prey but like more along the lines of acknowledge the fact of his presence and to at least give me the courage to just keep going and to give me serenity, that’s a prayer we do in the groups I assist. It is brief.

 ”God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change courage the thing I can the knowledge to know the difference." 
 It is awesome it really helps me along and it pretty much covers everything. What I have learned with this is that you really do have to look for a power greater then you to come to find peace. I have always said that an insecure person is the one that looks for security in other places. However, the fact is that I am an insecure person.
We will get to all that later in my day I hope I have allot to tell and well little time to do it so here is a resume of what has been happening.

My baby is also walking and learning so much I feel like I have too much on me to give her the attention that I want to. I wish I could just write, read, and be with my baby, but I have to work for that life first. 

I also had a meeting with the sorority and it was one of those were you have to express your feelings on what is going on like “what is it that bothers you about her “etc.etc. and that got interesting, I have to tell you about that for sure, and supposedly we got to good grounds with one another witch we will see how that pans out. Oh! In addition, that they are all going to work... okay if you say so of course you are. 

Nevertheless, as I said I am in class and actually participating in it, I am such a badass multitasker!
So I will get to all of these things later on. 

DEFECT: Change of self-destructive patterns is necessary

TASK: I will choose life and recovery and will take care of myself

jueves, 26 de agosto de 2010

Beautiful Melodies

So quiet… nobody is watching me. I see no one, but me.
 I love the sound of silence, just coming to the understanding that I love the sound of it, and am not uncomfortable by it. When the feeling of insight and of enlightenment comes over me, what could this actually be? Serenity, That is what it is I guess, this is harmony?
 I am finally learning to let go, let things actually happen. Everything has a reason, so be it. I am tired of fighting and of caring. The obsession of having control over everything, Over everyone. Acting as if I were my own personal god. I could not given myself this peace. I would have never been able to do that not for me, much less anyone else especially with the little effort I put in, the little that I have done for it.  I can actually close my eyes and just listen to the birds chirping and my breaths going in and out, in and out.
 Not wanting this moment to end, this solidarity or this individuality, I’m not going to think of anyone else. Unreal to having this calm, this calm. Not talking to myself but with my selves, all my individuals, keeping each one in control, in her place, no fighting, at last, I am not trying to kill myself for this one moment this instance. The quiet all around, my hushed mind, everyone is tame and letting me heal, heal. The wounds I have been bleeding from since a young girl. This temporary sanity giving me opportunity to see hear and sleep, to be. Be I and only I with no more company. No aliens in my head, no sounds of screaming, no hate no spitting, no vomit, my image has a reflection now. I am mostly free, a feel free, for now. Will my insanity ever catch up to me?
 I am invincible. I am a powerhouse I am of a lord I feel a soul. I feel real. My characters all bottled up, finally giving me a chance to breath. To hear and to see everything for the first time without all that noise, all that noise. All I can hear is a magical key board in the background. In a far distance, guitars and beats on a drum tie in, its sound of freedom, of angle flowing spirits of sensations with no definition and of tingling toes. In comes the enchanting voices, voices of joy, a soft delight always present, a never ending never ending… song of all hurt leaving my body my mind and my soul. Being replaced by all these melodies, sounds of undeniable harmony and beauty not of my surroundings but within.
The acceptance of no control, of no control; none. If I die now… walking in a cloud in a dream, in a dream… all these faces appear, waiting for me to care and yet no pain, no cares what so ever. My rollercoaster, what a ride, what a ride. I am living, I am living, and I am alive. Peace, faith and love, Peace love faith, faith, love, peace. Shhh… a closing of the eyes, tears run, not of pain not of sadness not of frustration but of joy, of letting go and of learning to live, a gift I never saw a gift I want to keep and preserve.