If I lied I lose myself
If I tell the truth I lose you.
If I lied I lose myself
If I tell the truth I lose you.
Balancing life isn’t always about putting the good before the bad. It is accepting both as one.
You will cross many people that will walk in and out of your life — some leaving you to bleed others that will heal you from past trauma.
Family, they are who they are, doesn’t mean you need to be part of a system that doesn’t serve your higher self. Life within itself has this limit that we put on ourselves. The need to want to control, the need wanting to be a positive impact on other’s lives or the need to simply be.
Being is just being not much more to it. A tree doesn’t need to show that it’s a tree.
To be enlightened doesn’t mean that you hold all the answers, you see a different world. It’s not always the real world. You don’t need always to be a positive light. Sometimes you will need to dim that light from within only to protect yourself.
Move past the notion that fairytales exist. They don’t within itself is just an illusion waiting for the magician or so-called god to relieve itself.
I am just here to entrain the notion that there is what man calls self. There is a lot of things that we feel. We act on emotion rather than action.
Best believe both are as equally important when dealing with understanding yourself.
See patterns in people that you see within yourself. Don’t blame those patterns onto them. Blame yourself for not breaking free out of those patterns that became the prison bars to your life,
Setting yourself free isn’t something that one can do in relying on others for information. It understands that you are in control of how you feel, regardless of how spiteful or hurt the other person is going through.
Some people act out the pureness of spite not to make you feel like shit about yourself but to relate to their self misery. Laugh it up at the end of the day we all face this thing called death and that when we start to live. We hold true what will disappear in time, and we hold time like it’s never going to run out. We are all running out of it. Don’t take another second for granted and start to understand what others do or say to you isn’t about you.
I have struggled in finding my voice, my worth.
People live in the mindset of mindless chatter about things that don’t make any sense of the end of the day.
Love yourself as much as you love everything else around you in this world. This world will never stop for anyone.
I survived cancer. A big part of me forgot that. I lost that part of my journey through feeling guilty in wanting everyone around me to be happy. I felt guilty in wanting people around me to heal rather than healing. Life goes by fast; sometimes, we need to pause for a moment and let out whatever it is that we are feeling. This pressure of the need to fit in doesn’t make sense. We forget that we all have stories; not everyone would be ready to understand it because a lot of people had their own stories destroyed. I am just as unique as you.
I am learning lessons within this all, who I was my first year out of cancer, isn’t who I am now. I am learning how to remember how strong of a person I am if someone can’t see, the strength that is not on me to show them my strength.
No one teaches us how to become adults. They persuade us to be everything other than adults. Adults are just as lost. Being lost isn’t a bad thing; being lost means, you need to start searching for who you are.
Everyone wants you to be happy.
Once you know something, it’s forever. Can’t take back the words and can’t just forget the truth.
The truth hurts- that’s why no one likes to hear it. Life sometimes can be funny. We have people all over the world trying to figure it out. Some get distracted by the superficial meanings in life, while others feel it so much that they just get lost in their own misery.
I failed in being myself and failed even more so at trying to be someone I am not. When you try and become something you’re not, you’ll get lost and do the unethical things rather than what your core stands for.
We are all humans at the end of the day, we all are one at the end of the night. Everyone has two things in common: Life and Death, the in-between is where we become different.
Life is continuous… God is real and living inside of us. Society- we are becoming slaves to what we see and what we think. I wish I can take my own advice; I just can’t, so I am not expecting you to take my advice either.
I view life as being different… I don’t see cancer as a sickness, rather I view it as a lesson. What was the lesson in going through what I went to through? I don’t think I understood the lesson.
Retell your story until you get it right. Find what you stand for and do it. Forget the bullshit and it’s okay to not want to be in the game to play an unfair game. Become your game. Forget washed up people that try and break you and move past the bullshit. You know you and no one else does.
We are People. Humans that feel feelings. We are more than just flesh. Underneath our flesh lives the soul. I have been so lost in trying to find myself.
I used to think that everything was okay. Everything will eventually be okay in the end. I live for things that most people won’t and don’t understand, Inside me there are feelings that have been burnt out from the fire within me. In each of us there are things that burn.
We are all on different levels of this thing called life. People have this sense of believing what they believe because it makes them feel at peace with what this world is. That is okay, the only time where it doesn’t become okay is when we start to make another person feel wrong about what they do.
Growing up I had a lot of freedom. I also didn’t fit in well with others. I was always trying to fit in. I never fit in. I’ve accepted that. Its not like I don’t want to adapt, I don’t..I just don’t want to.
I know what your going to say ” well you will never change”, ” you will never grow”, ” Get over whatever it is that hurt you in the past because your are better now”. My response will be live your life and i’ll live mine.
One thing about me lately is that I want to honest, and honest doesn’t work in this world. Most people cannot accept honest. Like I said before people have their own belief to what this world is.
We forget god. What is god? God is good.. then why are we so bad. People say this is in the name of god. If god can control this world and our thought then god wouldn’t allow bad to happen. God is pure and human can be evil.
I go off topic a lot. I ramble about things that affect my day to day. Life before everything was okay. I would wake up go to work come back home and repeat the same old routine. Can I ask you a question? what is the purpose you get up for in the morning ? is it to be liked on instagram? Or maybe to hear who dissed who in the rap game. Drama is a distraction and I am guilty of it. I get caught up in the bullshit of life and forget how strong I am. This fighter needs to stop fighting.
When I was first diagnosed with brain cancer, I needed to fight. I didn’t know how too. I had no control of what this fighter was going to do or act. This fighter didn’t want to give up. This fighter won the fight and is now trying to fight a world that would never understand him.
I am grateful that most people will never experience what I experienced, but I know people can find compassion.
Fear came to me one day after I woke up from this weird dream. Not a real dream but this life that I thought I was living. In my head I thought that I was okay, I was far from okay. I started living in a paranoid state of mind. This high both mentally and physically started going against me.
I only know my own personal experience from this world as you should know your own. we are people that have a story to tell. This world works two ways but sometimes its okay to let it only work on way, People something need to fill there own ego, Let them because you are stronger then that to know life is more then just flesh.
Don’t allow anyone to rob you from your spiritual side. Do what makes you comfortable as a person to be yourself.
Everything in life dies. This moment will soon wash out and new memories of what life should be will live on. Don’t allow the demons that live in your head be there rent-free, the only free thing on this planet is happiness but we put labels on that by trying to follow other people in their own pursuit of happiness. Happiness cannot be bought or replicated.
Kindly let me help you or you will drown-
I never looked for help in my recovery. People always assumed they knew answers to the problems that I was facing, but the problem was that there was no problem, I was finally being real with emotions. I finally wanted to drown to learn how to swim. Never once did I know what my purpose was but my EGO made sure I remained content with who I was. The EGO is nothing more than what you created to protect you from a world full of opportunities.
Fuck society, and all its problems. Don’t allow your life to become a hoax. Don’t allow your reality to become what you see on television. Fly out of the birdcage that you were born into, Now you are a grown adult that can see and think for yourself. No need for the ego or anyone telling you how to live, define what god is to you and allow that to keep you happy and safe on the side because after all, we are going to have to be buried with yourself and not anyone else.
Let me really elaborate to you how important it is to state your feelings.
There are a lot of stupid people in this world. What I mean is there are a lot of people living with this sense of fear of not wanting to die and wanting to have to protect something that one day will soon be forgotten – just like there washed up dreams. Don’t be one of those people. It’s okay to fail but it’s not okay to dwell on failure.
Hey anyone still reading – I want to have a real heart to heart with you. I appreciate your existence on this beautiful planet… I just want to let you know it is okay to be a loner because after all, you did come out of this planet alone and you will leave this planet alone. Not trying to be depressing – just trying to make you realize how important it is to believe in yourself. The only person or thing or source of fkn energy that can tell you that you CAN AND YOU WILL. Not the voices of the oppressed people that are now depressed because they listened to someone that told them NO.
I am a strong believer in empowering yourself. I also notice that we judge people based on actions and ourselves based on intention. I will say this nicely, and I really mean it from the bottom of my heart. To any person that made me feel like I was a worthless piece of shit, I thank you for giving me a voice. For the ones that don’t get me, or ignore me, thank you also for allowing me to keep on having a voice, and for the people that helped me and made me able to remain here- I love you. I wake up every day now learning a new truth about who I am and not what the fuck you or the systems want me to become.
Right now, a miracle is being performed- the cells inside you are helping you stay alive without you even knowing it. Stop looking for the miracle because you ARE the miracle. God won’t give you an extra life, God won’t fix any of your debt, or the color of your hair. Religion may keep you in the state that you are in, it may keep your ego intact and make you protect something that one day wasn’t even really here because there is now and now is here. Be good at what you do, be humble and content. Learn how to ignore the bullshit because God can’t fix that. One thing that God promised us was death so don’t die before you live.
God could fix you if you believe in you
Manifest what you want out to the world.
A couple of years back I purposed to my fiancé. Impulsive but rational impulsive decision, here the thing I just got my clean bill of health and with that, I knew that death was near and that what I once lived for was now all put behind. Every year I would make a false promise or fake new years resolutions. Whether it was quitting smoking or losing weight. I would always fail because after Jan 1st my hope for change was gone because life started to become normal. One year, losing weight and quitting smoking came by force. It didn’t come by choice but came with the desire to live. One year, I wanted to quit so bad, and instead of doing it the normal way, the universe showed me that false promises get you nowhere. Lying to yourself gets you nowhere.
I remember my first ever new years back home from the hospital after I was given my clean bill of health. Extremely tired that night. I remember that night just like it was this year’s new years. I remember the jackpot of the mega millions was the largest ever. That day I had 20 dollars to my name and bought me 20 tickets. I knew that my chances were slim to none but I had a really real feeling for that quick minute. I tried for a second to plan out my life with all the money and what it would do for me. It made me want to push really hard to work for a future to payback the people that gave me everything. My first time ever really keeping a new years resolution tradition started 3 years ago.
In 2016 I almost lost that same very pretty green-eyed girl that I have plastered all over. In 2016 I learned that I took adverting of people that loved me. I was getting too comfortable living in the cancer stage that I never really saw tough love. This got really hard when I started seeing everyone as an enemy rather than a person that cares. When you come from a place of hurt and put out of your norm, you begin to experience things that make no sense to you. A perfect example is one summer, my family and I were driving up to the Poconos, but I was feeling so disconnected from the very people that sat with me by my bedside. I just felt so much hate and anger towards the smallest things. Also, in 2016, cancer wasn’t the problem anymore. That same year, I made a promise that in 2017, I would try and figure out all of my lost emotions. 2017 was probably my greatest year in just figuring out who I am as an adult, as a man. My whole life I was impulsive, but 2017 was impulse mixed with anger; leading to figuring out how to slow it down. Sometimes it takes breaking down to your core to reshape your whole perspective and realize that you’re the problem. The world won’t change for you, but you can change the world. I had dreams that were once valuable to me taken away and it brought me to an unknown world – the cancer world where I learned that everyone experiences similar things.
What ringing in this year taught me is that you don’t have to wait for a new year to start the “new me” mentality. When you wait for a certain date to take action, you’re setting yourself up for failure. This world’s rotation is what keeps you grounded, so you trying to stop that or change that just wouldn’t make any sense. I also just want to say embrace the people that love you and if they impacted you, make sure to tell them that. I have learned that time is very limited and cannot be reversed so really start implementing change now for that tomorrow may never come.
Rest In Peace Amanda, Jeremy
Two days before Thanksgiving, my counts were rising up while my self-esteem was falling. The moment I was waiting for – after being isolated in a room just to myself and my thoughts – I was finally going to be able to see freedom again. I was super excited for turkey and it was extra special because my mom usually doesn’t make turkey but she agreed to this year because of me coming home. See, all I really thought about was going back home. I thought I defeated cancer the second I walked out of that hospital but so many more emotions hit me. I didn’t feel happy; I felt scared. I felt that the further I was from the hospital, the further I was from home and that something bad would happen to me. The only instructions I got at discharge was to make sure to keep my environment clean and not to eat outside food for 3 months until I get better. They promised to check on me from time to time. The only thing they didn’t give me instruction for was how to hold back my feelings.
The following day, I was home and I remember feeling like everything was overwhelming – a bunch of lost faces showing me lost emotions that they never felt before. It was a bunch of emotions that people can’t fake. People took my opioids, trying to hide them while I was in pain because of their own fears. This led me to being very protective about pretty much anything & made me try to reject a person (and their desire to help) before they had the chance to reject me. I have fully accepted everything about me. I crave human-human interaction but I’m fast to dismiss because I just don’t want to get hurt anymore.
That same Thanksgiving, I almost died. I was rushed back into Mount Sinai’s ED due to complications of not eating and being dehydrated. I remember the day vividly – I was watching the Eagle game and could smell the stuffing of the turkey roasting, hearing the excitement of my mom’s voice downstairs. At the same time, she heard me downstairs vomiting and complaining. I was, instantaneously, no longer spending Thanksgiving eating turkey but was in my first ever ambulance into the city. Picture this: your field of view includes just a small window of the back door of the ambulance while your strapped down to the stretcher. You’re imagining everyone living their life and enjoying their day while you’re throwing up stomach acid. Pretty shitty feeling.
So, at Mount Sinai, instead of eating Turkey as I said before, I was being treated for non-stop nausea. I had an adverse reaction to the new anti-nausea medication they tried on me. This is where I felt like I was dying… my fiance was sitting across from me and nothing she was doing or saying was making sense to me… I felt so confused. I remember questioning everything that was happening, not understanding what was going on. My neck jolted one way while my hand went the opposite. I couldn’t speak but on the inside I had enormous energy trying to escape. There was 5-6 faces that came to mind that I felt like I was going to miss – telling me that if it was my time, I should have spent more time (with them). This was also the first time throughout my whole cancer treatment that I saw her break down. She never showed fear until that day and it looked very scary.
Here are all the things I’m thankful for: I am thankful for life, for health, for every single person that sat there and heard me cry, laugh… and I’m also extremely thankful for every person that told me “sorry”, that felt bad for me, that showed me pity, that ran away from their feelings, that tried to dismiss me as a broken kid because they are the reason I have my voice today. They are also the reason I am very thankful for life, but also want to change life. I feel that we should be thankful every single day: for opportunities not to repeat yesterday’s mistakes and simply being able to breathe air. There are so many things to be grateful for.
This Thanksgiving was completely different. I was home with the people that matter the most and we shared chicken (not turkey this time) which is fine by me because at least this time, I got to kick it in my room at the convenience of my time, writing out my thoughts. This is something I really enjoy doing. If I don’t write, I don’t know where I would be – probably just another statistic to a tragic loss. Always remember to show empathy and be thankful everyday, not just on a given holiday.
Why did you think that you could just come and did what you did? Who the fuck do you think you are? Let ME tell you something.. you made me heartless. You made me turn into this monster that no one wants to be around.