Words are what get me. Words resonate. They linger. Words can either immortalize you or cause you to disappear…
I currently reside in Arizona with my two lads and two rescue cats. I write (mostly screenplays, poetry, short stories and asinine Facebook statuses). I guess you could say I’m an artist of sorts. I’m weird, awkward and clumsy. I’m also probably one of the most honest, loyal people you’ll ever meet. I hold honesty, compassion and sincerity in the highest of regards. I’m laid back and I tend to go with the flow in my daily life. I love structure and organisation but I can also thrive in chaos.. Then there’s my potty mouth…. My favourite curse word is fuck. There will be times in my writing where I use it, and other curses, so if you get your knickers in a twist over trivial things like that… you might want to avoid my blog.
Here comes the scary part.. My diagnoses… For well over a decade now I’ve suffered from migraines and dealt with depression. 2015 I was diagnosed with anxiety, OCD and fibroids. In 2019 I was diagnosed with PTSD and Fibromyalgia. Who doesn’t have a plethora of issues these days though really? I try not to let it get me too down and do my best to deal.
Life’s not all bad.. Some of the things I enjoy are my family and friends, piercings and ink (I sadly have only five tattoos currently), antiques, music (primarily the screamy, scary metal sort), historic homes, indie movies and Asian horror flicks, nature (well as long as nature is surrounded by a forest), art, classic cars, books, oddities, cold weather and rainy days, photography and neuroscience, and forensics. There may or may not be more.. I am a lover of stuff.
Well, there you have it; the good, the bad and the ugly of me. I believe in being utterly honest about my life. I’m always up for a chance to help someone, whether it’d be with my words, experiences or just as a listening ear.
Hopefully I haven’t frightened you too badly. Welcome to the shit show that is my mind.