illuminating Darkness

This is one of the most difficult tasks that has ever been asked for me to accomplish. The reason why I say this is that we’re all trying to learn about ourselves every day, even if we don’t know it. I’d like to start by saying, thank you for checking out my blog. I’m hoping to shed some light on the internal and external obstacles, triggers, that open up any doors or windows of self-awareness. Some of us may have more digging to do than others and it doesn’t make us any less human than the “Normal”. Please don’t compare yourself to others, I find it better to relate. You might be wondering why I quoted that word, and I will try not to use that word as much as possible. We don’t live in a world where everyone is treated equally, which sucks. It’s an entity that lives in the backstage of the mind, that seems to always be there. If you ever been to any kind of theatre, excluding the movies, you can always see the stage crew running out after the act is done while the curtain is still dropping. There’s that slight glimpse even though it’s dark, of them setting up for the next scene. That’s how I see the stigmas and stereotypes working in the mind I’m hopeful as time passes on we can limit or even crush those stigmas and stereotypes. I plan on discussing the attributes that identify and label us in our very own society. This may sound overly ambitious, and I could be setting myself up for failure, but there is no other way to go about these problems except head on. Facing the fear in ourselves will give us more confidence as the days go by, allowing us to face the demons that hold onto us so tightly. These fears can come from anywhere, slap us anytime, and no matter what kind of lies our demons try to impose upon us, we must stick together.

I’m what you consider a “jack of all trades, master of none”, this is a phrase I like very much. It says a lot about a person when it comes to experience. I feel like most of my living has been in the past 20 years, where I had a serious relationship, started a family, joined the military as an Infantryman during the conflict (war) on terror, went back to college to pursue a Sociology degree and creative writing/publishing. My adolescence and young adult years play as much of a part in discovery as yesterday. This whole world is intertwined and affects us in one way or another; emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. When I came home after my fourth deployment everything had changed, I was catapulted back into a brand new America, but I couldn’t see anything because I was living in a war bubble. Change was imminent; I could make the best of it or lay down and die. I hope this blog answered that previous statement. It’s going to take a significant amount of self-analyses, observation, heart, objective thinking, and patience.

There is no end goal, only progression. That emptiness or numbness that is felt may turn to frustration, or maybe even anger, and the key is to listen to yourself. Find the demon’s switch, write out your thoughts and feelings, and we can find that ear worm together. Our sociological structure plays an equal part in who we are, and that is one of the reasons why I chose that discipline. Since I’m still a student, and will always be a student, I’m no expert. I’m just a guy who wants to help and make this a better world. I appreciate you taking the time out of your day to read this, and hope we can help each other. My blog will consist of writings and poetry that express my relationship with freedom to mental illnesses. I welcome guest post, short stories, hell I’ll even post motivational quotes if you want me too. Stay United.

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