Lilithea Adasia
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I am here, I am there, I am everywhere. Somethings will have you laughing & smiling, others have you reaching for the nearest tissue. In the end they are my stories, some are fiction some are not, which is which is for me to know.
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She sat there plastered against the wall of the small room. Her heart pounding in her chest and the heat of tears brimming her eyes ready to spill over and run down her cheeks. What the actual fuck had just happened! He had been there, she knew he had the proof was on her face and in the pain that wrapped around her wrists. As she tried to slow her breathing and regain control of herself she just burned a hole in the bed with her eyes in shock. Slowly the words of a strange encounter from the previous week came to her mind.
By Lilithea Adasia2 years ago in Chapters
My Story
Hello, my name is Lilithea Marie-Kathrine(Kat-reen) Adasia. I am going on 35 and have the most wonderful partner in my life that has been at my side for 10+ years and counting. I have been in remission from cancer for a little over a year. I am educated. Have an alright family, I mean I can't lie. There are a few apples on this tree we have tried to nudge out of the orchard, but what family doesn't have at least one? Overall, it seems like a great life, but deep in the center is a huge dark void. A black hole, slowly sucking everything into it and I can't find anything to fill it, to plug it, to satisfy its voracious hunger of everything else in my life. I know what caused it, I know what is supposed to be there, but life, as fickle as it is, has chosen to leave my life void of what it needs.
By Lilithea Adasia6 years ago in Families
When Holding on Hurts More Than Letting Go
I saw something awhile back. I can't recall if it was a meme, a post or one of those click bait articles that the internet is flooded with. Either way, I saw it and it was about how holding onto certain relationships can actually be more harmful then letting go, like holding onto a razor wire. We hold onto them so tightly, and by not letting go, we are allowing that relationship to keep cutting into us. A steady stream of pain and hurt as that wire cuts into us the more we hold on, instead of a blast of pain and hurt that can be over come... eventually. I agreed with the analogy, as it has merit, and thought nothing of it until recently, when I was faced with the reality of having to make a choice: do I hold onto that wire or do I let it go?
By Lilithea Adasia7 years ago in Families
Head Versus Heart
Have you ever had something on your mind and needed to get it out? Well, that is where I am at right now. I have something in my head I need to share. It needs to come out before I crumble. Hard part about it is finding someone to talk to, so here I am. I was hoping to find someone not related to me, someone who won't tell me what they think I want to hear, but the truth. Someone not afraid to shake me out of this. I so hate when my heart and my head go to battle. I have no clue which to follow.
By Lilithea Adasia7 years ago in Families
You're Wasting Your Time...
"You are wasting your time... That is not going to get you anywhere... Why are you bothering to do that?" I heard these phrases so many times growing up. It seemed like no matter what I was doing, it was a waste. So many dreams just squashed like a tiny bug under a huge boot. Now all these years later I look back and I wonder just how many dreams of mine were lost. How many talents did I just throw away and let wilt? The hardest part was, I was a child. I was barely if even in my teens. Yet, I still hear those words, echoing around in my head. What would I have become had I had the support in my interests that every child deserves?
By Lilithea Adasia7 years ago in Motivation
I Think I Broke My Brain
I think I broke my brain. No seriously, I think it packed up its hamster and wheel and just bolted. For the last few days, I have been in a real fog. It has been like watching myself and everyone/thing around me from a 50-yard distance. I know what broke it too, but I am not sure on how to fix it. Well, the ways I have tried have not worked at least. The worst part is, the worse this fog gets the more I feel like I am failing. Perfect example just happened, middle of that sentence my brain decided it wanted to scream, “CRAP, THE LAUNDRY!” I had started it this morning and so far have not finished a whole load and it is now a little after 6 PM. Oh boy, what am I gonna do with my brain?
By Lilithea Adasia8 years ago in Psyche
If Money Were No Object
If money were no object I would be able to create and bring to life so many dreams I have had locked away in this mind of mine. Dreams some would say are too big for a person like myself, but if you are going to dream, dream big and dream often.
By Lilithea Adasia8 years ago in Journal
