The dark side of my mental health has made me into a friendly person.
I know what it's like to feel alone even in the most crowded place. I see faces, but they are all blurred in my eyes like they are passengers in a train passing by. The wind brushes through my skin as the train speeds through the rails, then the brake screeches as it comes to a full stop.
It makes me Feel.
It makes me See.
And it...
Sunday, January 13, 2019
Thursday, November 30, 2017
200-Page Notebook and 2 Slaps
It took me twenty-seven years before I could say, “my father is abusive” out loud. I was one of those children living in a fantasy that my family is perfect until I was given a choice to stay in the safety of distorted reality I have created or bear the pain of having an imperfect family.
One of the most vivid memories I had of my father is when he slapped me with a two-hundred-page notebook....
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- Kurt Kevin Regis
- I am a guy living in different worlds, and I love sharing my world to everyone, so I write. I tend to be lazy, but trust me I am fighting it as hard as possible.
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Faces in The Train
The dark side of my mental health has made me into a friendly person. I know what it's like to feel alone even in the most crowded plac...