She’s A Woman

You think she’s fragile, like glass

That she’ll shatter into a million shards

Because your crass words affect her

The way wind does a house of cards.

But she’s stronger than you think
She’s like an ocean in a storm.
When the calm waves have been disturbed
She’ll swallow you in her mighty form.

You think she’s pretty, like a painting
But her head is hollow inside.
She sits quietly there and smiles
For she’s just there to boost your pride.

But she’s more intelligent than you think.
She’s knowledgeable and witty.
She’s entitled to her opinions
And she doesn’t need your pity.

You think she’s created solely for your pleasure.
Something that’s meant to be used.
And then thrown away like garbage.
It seems her purpose was to be abused.

But she’s not a toy, like you think.
She’s worth infinite times more than that.
She’s alive and breathing and human.
She’s not an object to misuse and look at.

She’s not whiny and emotional.
She’s not naive or gullible or frail.
She’s not rude or crass or ugly.
She’s not always meant to fail.

She’s brilliant and graceful and tough.
She’s warm like the Sun in the sky.
She’s funny and ambitious.
And she deserves her shot at flying high.

She’s a woman, a remarkable one.
Like every other woman out there.
She’s unique and she’s a survivor
Who endures in a world that’s not fair.

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Zero Dark Thirty

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 Genre: Political Thriller, drama

Cast: Jessica Chastain, Jason Clarke, Kyle Chandler, Mark Strong, Joel Edgerton,Chris Pratt, Jennifer Ehle, James Gandolfini

It’s an account of the events leading up to the death of Osama Bin Laden. The main characters are ficticious, but are based on real people. The story is adapted from various real accounts from the decade spent trying to catch Bin Laden.

It has a documentary style narrative spanning 10 years starting from 9/11 and ending when they find Bin Laden. It revolves around Maya (Jessica Chastain), a CIA operative who was recruited right after high school.

The film starts with a blank screen and audio clippings of people stuck in the World Trade Center during 9/11.

Maya is then introduced the the world of interrogation which involves different means of torture and although she seems disturbed by it, she accepts it. This was a part of the film which sparked controversy because the torture was historically questionable and the movie made it seem like it was one of the main factors that led them to find Osama Bin Laden.

During the course of the interrogations, Maya forms a friendship with Dan (Jason Clarke), another CIA operative, who later quits because he is affected by everything he’s done. I don’t blame him for that. The torture seemed inhumane and was slightly painful to watch, but I did have mixed feelings about whether or not it should’ve been there.

Throughout the movie, Maya seems to be the only one who firmly believes that Osama Bin Laden or OBL is the one they have to catch, that he’s the mastermind behind it all. She believes it to an extent that she gets obsessed. But considering the fact that she was recruited right after high school, the hunt for OBL is the only purpose she’s got in her life so the obsession is understandable.

I really loved Maya(I share a name with her!) because she was smart, tough and persistent as hell. And although she isn’t a real person, she represented all of the strong women who were involved in the 10 year manhunt for Bin Laden. The movie is called Zero Dark Thirty which is military jargon for 12:30 which is the exact time when stealth helicopters found Bin Laden’s hiding place, his compound in Abbottabad.

Zero Dark Thirty was brilliant and riveting. And I loved that it had a strong female lead. Jessica Chastain did an amazing job. I only wish it had had a little more action it it. It was worth watching though and I can’t believe it took me this long to do so because it came out in 2012. That was a long time ago. So if you haven’t watched it and my opinion makes a difference, watch it.

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Sierra Burgess Is A Loser

Genre: rom-com

Cast: Shannon Purser, Kristine Froseth, Noah Centineo, R J Cyler

It’s about an awkward, but intelligent teenager named Sierra(Shannon Purser) who starts talking to a boy named Jamey(Noah Centineo) after he accidentally texts her thinking she’s someone else. She finds out that he thinks she’s Veronica(Kristine Froseth), who is the school’s mean girl. She really starts to like him, but isn’t ready to tell him who she really is. So she takes Veronica’s help, promising to tutor her in return, and develops a relationship with Jamey over texts and phone calls.

Overall, this movie was pretty cute. The fact that Sierra Burgess actually becomes good friends with the mean girl(I don’t know why I keep calling her that), Veronica, is pretty cool. They’re very different characters who eventually end up understanding each other and that’s great.

Shannon Purser’s character, Sierra learns to accept herself for who she is. That’s a good lesson learned. There were a lot of things to take away from the movie. And a lot of heartwarming scenes and dialogue.

But I have mixed feelings about this movie.
I don’t know if I can say it was worth the hype. There were just some things in the movie that made me so confused. Things I wish they’d done differently. And things that just didn’t make sense.

Here’s everything I had a problem with.

1.Sierra Burgess is awkward, but intelligent, talented, sweet and funny. She does not seem like the ‘humiliate someone in public to take revenge because she kissed your crush’ type. Except, she does exactly that. She displays a picture of Veronica with her ex boyfriend at a major football game and pretty much lets the whole school know that Veronica was dumped over DM. All because she saw Veronica and Jamey kiss.

I honestly didn’t know what was going on at first. I thought someone else sent that picture and Sierra would be the one to help Veronica despite feeling betrayed by her. Boy, was I wrong about that. It was a major plot twist for me.
But Sierra, Veronica didn’t mean for that kiss to happen. She regretted it immediately. If only you’d stuck around to see what happened after. Besides, if you hadn’t been catfishing Jamey in the first place, maybe this wouldn’t’ve happened. He thought Veronica was you, remember?

2. Honestly, catfishing someone is messed up. I get why Sierra did it. And Jamey does say at some point that he wouldn’t have noticed her if they hadn’t met the way they did. But it’s still messed up. I just felt so bad for Jamey. He was in love with Sierra, but he pictured Veronica when he talked to her. That’s the most confusing nonsense ever. After finding the truth out, how does he manage to deal with this? Sierra fell in love with the real Jamey, but for Jamey it’s just so confusing. How did you forgive her, dude? I admit, that song she wrote for you was beautiful. And you did fall in love with her personality and her voice. That doesn’t explain how or why you forgave her. What she did was terrible. Damn! You must really be a nice guy.

3. Oh and there’s this. Veronica argues in favor of Sierra and gets Jamie and Sierra to end up together. So it turns out she’s actually a really good person. So wait. Did Sierra and Veronica switch personalities at some point? I mean, Sierra humiliates Veronica, but Veronica helps her out in the end with no personal benefits. What just happened?

I thought Sierra was supposed to be the nice one. Although I have nothing against Veronica turning nice. It makes her more rounded as a character. It’s nice to see she’s not superficial. But Sierra going from super nice to outright horrible was not expected. At all.

4.And that Spence dude. Veronica’s ex who did what he wanted with her and then dumped her. What happened to him? Doesn’t he get a reckoning of some sort? I was hoping for Sierra to do something about him, be a good friend to Veronica. Maybe I was hoping for too much.

5.What’s up with Jamey’s brother? He was kind of insignificant. I liked that kid. There should’ve been more of him in the movie. I also would’ve liked to see more of Sierra’s best friend, Dan(R J Cyler). He was funny.

6.And wasn’t the course of this movie supposed to show Sierra figuring out who or what she is? Wasn’t she supposed to fill in the blank after ‘Sierra Burgess is’ so she has something that stands out on her college application? I guess the blank is already filled in the title of the movie. But I don’t know if Sierra ever figured it out. Maybe I just missed that part. Oh wait, she got into Stanford with just her straight A’s. Maybe she didn’t figure it out. Maybe she did, but she didn’t need to. I don’t know, man.

And yeah, that’s about it. I have no other complaints. It was a decent movie. It was great to see Shannon Purser in a lead role. Honestly, I would love to see her take up more lead roles. Shannon playing Eleanor in a movie adaptation of Eleanor and Park is the dream. I didn’t think of it until I saw that she’d mentioned on one of her instagram posts that she was meant to play Eleanor. I completely agree.

And we got to see more of Noah Centineo. So that’s pretty cool.

But this movie had a lot of flaws that I can’t wrap my head around.

So do I recommend you to watch it?

It’s a heartwarming romantic comedy/teen movie that makes you feel good. So I’m going to say, go right ahead and watch it.

Posted in Fiction, short story

Dracmere’s Fight

I wrote this story for a school assignment. And I’m kind of proud of it even though I cut out so much of it so it wouldn’t exceed the word limit. It was still more than a hundred words above the word limit when I turned it in though. I think. Anyway, here it is.

It’s been 1 month since Alluria won the war against us. And 15 days since they found me in an underground bunker and took me prisoner. It’s dark, damp and cold in here. I’m dirty, weak and hungry. I’m slowly going crazy. My calculations of how long it’s been since everything, are probably wrong. I have no real sense of day and night here.

You coward! You hid underground while your people fought for your country! You didn’t deserve to be Queen!” I can hear my step-mother’s voice yelling in my head. For once, I agree with her. And with everybody else in my mind, screaming obscenities at me. Insulting me. Joking about me. “‘Ganymede the Destroyer’. That’s what we should call her.” “You’re the reason our country, our beloved Dracmere is dead! You’re a traitor!” The voices in my head are terrible company.

I hear footsteps and the jangle of keys. I see a burly figure opening my cell door. I hope with all my heart that they’re getting me out of here. I’m not disappointed. They put me in a large, significantly brighter room with no ugly iron bars. And I’m not alone.

There are around 15 people staring at me. I walk in and the guard locks the door behind me. I notice they’re Dracians. They’re my people. Or rather, ‘were’ my people. Suddenly, I’m afraid they’ll recognize me.

“Hi. I’m Vince. What’s your name?” He holds out his hand for me to shake. He smiles at me. He has ink black hair, prominent cheekbones and a warm smile. I grin before taking his hand. They don’t recognize me. I probably don’t look like me. With my dirt-caked skin, my ugly, knotted brown curls covering half my face and my overall disheveled appearance, I’m not ‘Queen Ganymede’. I’m relieved.

“I’m Raine.”, I say quickly, surprising myself by speaking normally after being alone for so long. Raine was my mother’s name. It was the first name I thought of. Probably because I spent the last few days wondering whether I’d caused her death. She’d died of an unknown illness. There is no way I could have caused it. It’s strange what happens to a person when he’s left alone with his own thoughts.

I take a quick look at everyone. They’re all scruffy and thin and wide-eyed. I’m the same as them now.

Vince starts to introduce everyone to me. I only manage to register a few names and faces. He sits me down on the floor next to him. Redheaded Rudy (that’s what they call him), a buff man in his mid thirties with red hair, starts to speak, disparaging the image of ‘Queen Ganymede’. And I don’t know whether to laugh with relief because he doesn’t know I’m right there or attempt to defend myself. I smile awkwardly and listen.

They say I betrayed Dracmere. I didn’t. What I did was let myself be hidden and safe from the events of the war until it was over. I suppose being a coward isn’t that much better than being a traitor. But my intention was to not get hurt myself. I didn’t intend to let Dracmere get destroyed. I believe my motivations make me slightly better than a traitor. What’s left of Dracmere doesn’t believe it. They hope I’m dead. That makes me wish I actually was.

A woman named Alexis starts to speak. “They’re offering us a choice. Embrace their language and culture or stay here until they decide what to do with us.” “Well, I’d like to get out of here and live my life. And if moving to Alluria and becoming one of them is how to do it, I’m all for it.”, Rudy says.

“This is all my fault.”, I mutter and Vince catches it. I cover my mouth immediately. Vince leans towards me and whispers. “I know who you are. I believe you’re not a traitor. But if you wanna make amends for what you did, now is your chance. Convince them not to give up.” I realize he’s right.

I stand up and clear my throat. “Listen,” I say. They look up at me. I’m a stranger to them right now, but for the first time, it’s better than being their Queen. They have more of a reason to trust me.

“We can’t give in to their threats.” Vince smiles reassuringly. I go on. “We lost the war. We lost friends, family. They took away our country. But we can choose whether or not to let them take away our identity. If we take their offer, become one of them, they win. So we need to hold on to what is ours. Our language, our culture.”

I feel my words making a difference. There’s a murmur of agreement among them. Vince stands up. I feel a strange sense of admiration for these people. Except it’s not strange. I may barely know them, but I can tell they are some of the bravest people in Dracmere.

“Those of you that still want to take their offer, go ahead. The rest of us need to take control of our lives again. When those guards come back, we need to be ready.” He holds out a hand to me. I grab it. The others hold hands too. Rudy stands aside, hesitant to join the rest. Vince holds out his other arm. “We need you, Rudy.”

The energy in the room is suddenly different. 15 pairs of eyes are focused on Redheaded Rudy. He shares a look with Vince. I know nothing of their relationship, but that look tells me enough. They had gone into the Allurian war together, watching each other’s backs, following each other into hell. And they are going to do it again. I understand their bond because I had had a similar bond with someone. Someone I’d lost. I know from that look that Rudy is going to join us.

They guards don’t take long to appear, bringing our meals. They seem unnerved by the rebellious energy of the little group of people holding hands and taking a stand against the Allurians. One of the guards draws his sword.

In that moment, Rudy squeezes Vince’s palm and says, “Dracmere’s not dead yet.” He lunges at the guards and everyone follows suit. The Allurians had underestimated this little group. We’re more powerful than anyone would’ve thought. So no, Dracmere’s not dead yet.

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Top 5 Feel-Good Shows

5. Glee

I can feel people judging me right now. But trust me. There’s a good reason Glee made it onto my list.

The only reason I started watching it was because I wanted to see what Harry Shum Jr. And Grant Gustin were like on it. I never intended to watch the entire thing. I got through all 5 seasons pretty fast. It’s partly because I skipped most of the songs.

But here’s the thing, it had a decent story and a number of great characters. And even though it had a kind of clichéd premise, it was worth watching. Because Glee deals with controversial topics like bullying and sexuality in such a heartwarming way. It’ll have you cringing at times, but sooner or later you’ll end up getting really attached to the characters and the story. It was something I never thought I’d like, but I did.

And although I skipped most of the singing parts, Glee does have some awesome covers of great songs. It really surprised me and it just had to make it onto this list.

4. On My Block

This one’s got only one season so far. It’s a Netflix original. I’m dying to watch the second season because I just loved the first one. It was funny and beautiful and I couldn’t help falling in love with it. It’s about a quartet of teenagers just entering high school, trying so hard to hold onto their friendship through the downs of their lives in their neighborhood.

There’s a long wait to the second season and it ends in a cliffhanger so brace yourself if you’re watching it.

3. Castle

Castle is a show that’s important to me. Very important. It probably holds second place in my favorite tv shows of all time. Sherlock takes first place.

You could watch any episode at random like I do once in a while. Or you could take your time and watch all 8 seasons. Either way, it’s amazing.

I love crime shows. I’ve also taken a recent liking to comedy. Castle’s got both. And even though I didn’t watch much of comedy earlier, I’ve been a Castle fan for a pretty long time.

It’s about a crime fiction writer named Richard Castle who meets a cop named Kate Beckett and wants her as his muse for his next novels. He uses his popularity to get the opportunity to tag along on her cases and they end up solving them together.

Every episode’s got a different crime so you don’t necessarily have to start at the beginning. But the relationships between the characters develop through the episodes so it’s worth watching in order. It’s always been my go-to show when I need something that’s serious and funny at the same time.

2. Friends

You might’ve already assumed this would make it onto the list. Friends is a classic. You’re totally missing out if you haven’t watched it.

Honestly though, I liked How I Met Your Mother(HIMYM) better. I only recently binge watched both. I’d been missing out for a long time.

Anyway, I’m not including HIMYM because after a point, it got really heartbreaking. From season 7 onwards, there were so many episodes that made me want to cry. In general, I was way more attached to the HIMYM characters than to the Friends characters.

But Friends is a classic. It constantly has you rolling on the floor, laughing. It’s one of the best feel-good shows to ever exist.

Before I get to number one, there’s somethimg I have to mention. If there are a lot of really funny or light hearted or feel good shows that I haven’t mentioned, it’s because I haven’t watched many. I haven’t watched ‘Modern Family’ or ‘Parks and Recreation’ or ‘New Girl’. Trust me, I’ll get around to watching those. I’ve just already made up my mind about these 5.

Crime and Dystopia are my favorite genres. I wouldn’t be watching anything light at all if something hadn’t forced me to sit down and watch Friends. Now that I realize how much I like the genre, I have a lot of shows to watch.

1. Brooklyn Nine-Nine

I fell in love with this show so quickly, it’s crazy. I watched every episode like the world was going to end if I didn’t. It’s hilarious, it’s got great character development and good storylines. I think it’s the best feel-good show out there. It’s like a constant ray of sunshine. It clearly goes above my usual favorites and it’s raised my standards so high, I’m not sure I’d like anything else as much.

Brooklyn Nine-Nine totally gets to be on top of this list. But that’s just what I think.

Posted in Fiction, short story

The Patient

Salut mes amis! So I write these kind of incomplete short stories that I think are pretty good. I’m a good writer(not to toot my own horn). Anyway, this is one of them. I like being the person who posts the randomest things on her blog. I can write anything, I guess. So I’m adding my short stories to the list of things I can write here. So, yeah. Here it is.

Dr. Pillsbury softly tapped the arm of her cream leather chair. She looked into the doleful grey eyes of her patient as she tried to get him to talk about his feelings. “Did you ever want something so badly that you were ready to do anything to get it? Even kill for it.”, Mr. Riverton asked. Dr. Pillsbury fidgeted with the pearls around her neck. “Do you want something that badly right now?”, she asked. “Why can’t any therapists ever give straight answers? You’re always being cryptic or replying to questions with your own ‘rhetorical’ questions! Yes. I do want something that badly.” Mr. Riverton looked down at his large feet, seeming a little embarrassed.

“For once, Dr. Pillsbury, just answer my question. Have you ever wanted something so badly you would do anything, I mean anything for it?” “Yes. I have.”, she replied with a straight face. She betrayed no emotions and no thoughts. Her whole job was about her patients and she focused on getting them to deal with themselves and the deep, dark parts of their minds.

“Tell me then, Dr. Pillsbury. What was it you wanted?” Samuel Riverton stared at her, waiting for her answer. He sat opposite to her, just a little distance away. His hair was dark and curly, she noticed, unlike her own blonde locks. He was a big man. He had broad shoulders and a burly figure. He could overpower me easily if it came to that, she thought. He scared her. She didn’t know why. He licked his lips slowly. It made Anne Pillsbury uncomfortable, but once again, she showed no emotion.

“I don’t talk about myself with my patients. At least not unless I think it will help.” “It will help. More than you think. So please, tell me.” Mr. Riverton pulled his couch a little closer. He observed Dr. Pillsbury’s face. Her dark eyes, the wisps of golden hair around her heart shaped face, the curve of her eyebrows, her full lips, the faded scar on her chin. He noticed everything as she spoke.

“My sister’s boyfriend. I was in love with him and I wanted him. I did some terrible things to get him. So yes, I have definitely gone through what you seem to be dealing with right now. So what is it that you want?” “No. We’re not done talking about you, Dr. Pillsbury. How did you get him? Your sister’s boyfriend.”

Anne hesitated. She didn’t like the direction the session was going in. It was almost like she’d switched places with her patient. But she answered anyway. “I doctored some pictures and made it look like my sister had cheated on him. Then I comforted him after he dumped her. He fell in love with me and then married me. But I regret what I did. The guilt eats away at me all the time. Now let’s get back to you, Samuel. What do you want so badly?”

Samuel smiled slyly. He leaned forward so close to her that she could feel his warm, minty breath on her face. “You. Anne Pillsbury. I want you. And I’m willing to do anything.” Anne jumped back, her eyes wide. Samuel laughed, like he had expected that to happen. His maniacal laughter rang in Anne’s ears.

The sound of his terrifying cackling was the last thing on her mind before Samuel lunged at her with a knife in his hand and slit her throat. She bled out on the floor as her whole life flashed before her eyes. Every horrible thing she ever did consumed her mind in the last few seconds of her life.

Samuel waited to see the life leave her eyes. He put her carcass in a body bag which he wrapped in the large carpet on the floor. He’d been waiting for that moment. He was going to stuff her pretty head and mount it on a wall. He walked out the building just like he had come in and disappeared into the crowd with a rolled carpet on his shoulder.

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Ready Player One(novel)

This has been pending for a while because I read the book weeks ago and it’s been longer than that since I watched the movie. Yes, I watched the movie before I read the book. I never usually do that. Anyway, I loved both. The book and the movie are quite different from each other, but they’re both great. I’m reviewing the book though. Clearly.

It’s a science fiction novel by Ernest Cline. The first book he ever wrote. It’s amazing for a debut. The story is set in a point in the future when the world is a mess and is on the verge of collapsing and the people escape their terrible lives being immersed in a virtual reality called ‘The Oasis’.

When the creator of the Oasis, the eccentric genius, James Halliday dies, he brings the world’s attention to an easter egg hunt he created within the Oasis, winning which would change the person’s life completely. He hides three keys in the Oasis that unlock three gates consequently, eventually leading to the digital easter egg. The first to find the egg gets an immense fortune and complete control of the Oasis. The announcement of the Easter Egg hunt gets the entire world in a mad rush to win it.

After years of barely any progress in solving Halliday’s clues, an unlikely teenager named Wade Watts finds the first key, bringing him instant fame and attracting some dangerous enemies who’d do anything to win.

The book has so many references to pop culture, famous movies and books, some of which I’m familiar with. Wade Watts is an instantly likeable character with his awkwardness and his extensive knowledge on Halliday and pop culture which he flaunts quite frequently.

The concept is brilliant, the story is gripping and the book has you completely involved in it for however long it takes to finish it. Despite the fact that I watched the movie first and it ruined the experience for me a little bit, it was definitely a good read.

It’s totally worth reading. If you want to watch the movie though, go ahead. It doesn’t stick to the book exactly, but it was pretty amazing. It’s a Steven Spielberg movie. It can’t not be amazing. I absolutely loved it. But read the book first. It’s always better that way. I’ve honestly got to read more of Ernest Cline. He’s a good writer. Trust me. He’s good.

My playlist

Panic! at the Disco’s new album is out!!!! If I haven’t mentioned my obsession with them before, I’m mentioning it now! P!ATD is absolutely amazing! I’ve only really been into their kind of music for the last few months. It’s an ‘alternative’ band so it’s a lot louder than the stuff I used to listen to. And although I’d heard a couple of P!ATD songs before, I wasn’t that into them. But as of now, I’m officially a ‘sinner’ (that’s what we’re called). It’s awesome!

They change up their tune a lot so their songs don’t all sound the same. The lead singer and only remaining original member, Brendon Urie has a mindblowing voice! And they’ve got some killer music videos! What else could you possibly ask for?

My tastes, particularly in music, change a lot. But I can totally tell that Brendon Urie and Panic! at the Disco are going to be a long term obsession. And their new album is out!! It’s called ‘Pray For The Wicked’ and I’ve already listened to the three songs they released earlier and loved them! So this fangirling was inevitable!

Anyway, the point of this post was to make a playlist of P!ATD songs along with a few other songs I’m currently listening to. So here it is.

  • Emperor’s New Clothes (P!ATD)
  • Miss Jackson (P!ATD)
  • Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time (P!ATD)
  • The Ballad Of Mona Lisa (P!ATD)
  • Death Of A Bachelor (P!ATD)
  • Collar Full (P!ATD)

and there’s a lot more of that, but now I’m going to get to the other songs by other bands and artists.

  • Quarter Past Mindnight (Bastille)
  • Pompeii (Bastille)
  • My Boy (Billie Eilish)
  • Bellyache (Billie Eilish)
  • Dance To This (Troye Sivan ft. Ariana Grande)
  • Entertainer (Zayn)
  • Girls Like You (Maroon 5 ft. Cardi B)

And yeah. That’s about it for now. Au revoir!

Posted in Rants and opinions

Fictional people and worlds

I prefer fictional people to real ones. That’s the sort of person I am. No offense to any of my friends reading this. Fictional people are amazing. No matter how flawed they are, I would rather spend time with them than anyone else. And that means that I tend to get emotionally attached to them. Particularly ones that I actually invent. They’re fully developed, amazing, very real people in my head before I’ve even put them down on paper. Sometimes they get a little lost in the process of me putting them down on paper. But that doesn’t matter too much to me. If I can’t show people how amazing these imaginary people are, whatever. At least I know.

Sometimes, I wonder how writers kill off their characters and make it seem like it was the easiest thing to do while leaving millions of readers devastated. I know I would have to kill one eventually if I keep writing. But I’d have to make that death count. Like really count. I will never let any of my good characters die in vain. I swear.

You know how fictional characters have the most amazing lives? They’re full of drama or adventure or near-death experiences or other things that are as far from normal as one end of the universe is from the other. My exaggeration is a little over the top, but you get the point. I can’t help being jealous of them because my life is seriously mundane. It’s as mundane as anything could get and it’s boring. If being bored was a talent, I’d be the most talented person in the multiverse. The point is, the word “Boring” defines my life.

So rambling about how awesome fictional people are is my average interesting day. Stuff doesn’t get more exciting this. Rarely, if ever. I forgot why I started writing this in the first place, but I’ll tell you something. This post perfectly sums up why I spend so much time reading and writing. I’d rather live in an imaginary world all the time than in the real one. Reading and writing help me do that. Besides, the real world is a terrible, terrible place.

A poem on depression 

The world’s as dark

As can possibly be.

I’m locked inside myself,

And I can’t get free.

The world’s also blank,

Like a page without words.

As empty as I am,

So empty it hurts.

I’m surrounded by people,

But I’m still all alone

My mind’s in a scary place,

And I’m on my own.

I’m trapped in a cage,

I can’t get out

I can’t seem to breathe

Or see or shout.

I’m drowning,

Sinking really fast,

But someone’s hand

Reaches for me at last.

The world’s growing bright,

I’m finally free

I’m not empty anymore,

I can breathe, I can see.

Things are different now,

I know I’ll survive

I crawled out from the darkness,

And I’m glad to be alive.

Depression is a big deal and it’s often treated like it’s something that just disappears eventually, something that’s not important enough to pay attention to. But it’s not something to take lightly. It’s not a ‘phase’ or somethimg someone ‘does for attention’.

It has to be treated with compassion and empathy. Mental health is just as important as anything else. I wrote this poem to talk about depression and how big a deal it is, but also to say that it’s possible to come out of it. That suicide doesn’t have to be the only option. That there are things in the world to live for. And that there are people in the world who care and can help. And I want to believe that there’s always hope in the world. That we just have to look for it.