After surviving a brain aneurysm, I finally know the true meaning of life. Memento Mori, which stands for an object serving as a warning or reminder of death. My whole life I feel like I have been objectified since the time I was born, little miss perfect. There's a song out there named "Little Miss Perfect", take a moment to listen to it.
Since I am biologically assigned a female, it doesn't mean that I am completely female. I have masculine traits, such as construction, lawn care, and bitterness. That's perfectly normal; however, my mind is in the universe, connected with the earth, and unpredictable. I hear everything, the frequencies that no one else hears, the light no one else views, and the rhythm of the ground below me.
Knowledge, natural instincts, and technology is the only thing that has kept me alive for so long. I knew that I was dying a few days ago. I was overwhelmed by stress, physical/environmental/mental. My physical body is dying, but I'm still sane.
22 years old, fuck, I didn't think I would still be alive, suicidal since I was 11. I'm trying to put the pieces of my broken heart together to remember who I am and not what others tell me.
What I know for sure, is to be happy in this world. Do what you love, take time to explore, immerse yourself in the people that inspire you, and giggle at the small things. Even though you have been through a rough life, you have to keep fighting for what you believe in. I believe in change, breaking the mold for women, the disabled, LGBT, and environmentalism.
The brain produces the chemicals serotonin and dopamine. However, my brain can't balance those chemicals, I'm taking meds to fix the system, it just takes time.
So, I think I have CTE. Chronic traumatic encephalopathy (CTE) is a progressive brain condition that's thought to be caused by repeated blows to the head and repeated episodes of concussion. The only way you can prove the disease is post-mortem. I have so much life, advice, and energy in me to live the best life possible. It is not about money, success, or fame. It's to simply breathe and walk.
I'm successful. I have done everything that I have set my mind to. Success is usually represented in a materialistic/capitalistic manner. Now, it's time to take a step back from everything. Focus just on myself to find a cure.
At the end of the day, everything has a label to it. Don't let those labels define you, it's just words. There's an old Appalachian saying, "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." Keep that in mind.
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The World Through My Eyes: Poems, Short Stories, and Journals
Não FicçãoThese stories and poetry reflect on my own life. Enjoy. :) The harsh reality of the truth. I'm a college student from Appalachia. Trying to provide a good life for my family. You can pick your nose, but you can't pick your family.
