Family
Unwanted thus seeking
How devastating it must be for children to feel deeply, to sense emotions they cannot yet describe, and to wonder why they feel the way they do. As a child, I often wished I could give a name to that persistent feeling of doubt, the quiet fear of not being wanted.
By Zelia's Canvas3 months ago in Poets
Shopping is like Hunting
I don't know if it was Rabbit Season or Duck Season or Deer Season, but I hunted for about five years for three specific things: A Job, a Shoppe Space, and/or a home. My bipolar attitude of "find your own joy" had me hunting in every town I could get to from Florida to Georgia to Alabama to the Carolinas to Virginia even all the way to New Jersey. The mind is a terrible thing to waste, and when fear and pride are an individual's leaders, time and money get wasted on fruitless searches like a machine gun spraying bullet ammo aimlessly. I may have lost my tank and machine gun, but from those five years of hunting, I think I got two out of three. No job, but home is good and the shoppe space online is sufficient. I'll not buy another tank or machine gun for Duck Season, Rabbit Season or Deer Season. I've decided to give those up like vegetarians and Hindus give up Cow. I still have credit cards and some cash to go shopping with and the internet is still showing me lots of great "targets" of acquisition, so I'll just shoot for cans when I can.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 months ago in Poets
