What do you do when you feel helpless and alone? How do you cope and heal from pain that you can’t pin point?

What happens to the body when its consumed by darkness? What happens to the dreams that die in the dark?

What happens when you become not enough? What happens when the people around you can’t help you?

Is ignorance as really blissful as it may seem? Is it better to not see yourself and others around you?

Why should you right because then you don’t have to make moves. Moves to helping yourself and others around you.

You don’t have to find the will to be strong and keep going.

Fighting everything in your body to not be better. Better than yesterday and the day before that. So comfortable in your darkness because your demons love you the most.

But the real question is are you really alive?

I would have to say my journey started years ago I asked myself who are truly and that little voice answered you’re an egotistical bitch.

I thought to myself well damn I thought I was better than that but looking at myself I had to be honest, and realized that I didn’t do anything that didn’t benefit me. There was always an underlying reason for every move I made.

In that moment I started to read the bible daily but after awhile that became not enough. I felt comforted but something else was missing.

No matter what truth I was seeking out I ended up falling into a depression becoming detached from myself and everything around me. I was just going through the motions of life not feeling anything.

Until everything started to go wrong my father passed away a few days after his funeral found out my daughter had a benign brain tumor and would need surgery and chemotherapy. Along with a tremendous amount of loss that year. The following year my cousin, my soul mate my everything passed away and that’s what truly jumped started my journey.

This journey to get back to my true self the one that’s truly connected to God/The universe/The Source whichever feels comfortable to you.

In this journey I started to see who I truly was and where the residual and repressed pain was coming from in order to heal myself.

So I ask you who are you?