Antoinette Kite

Antoinette Kite

Writer. Designer. Decorator. Artist.

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  • Antoinette Kite
    Published 2 months ago
    SOME THINGS ARE HARD TO SAY

    SOME THINGS ARE HARD TO SAY

    I was late to work.
  • Antoinette Kite
    Published 3 months ago
    I CAN'T WALK AWAY FROM THIS

    I CAN'T WALK AWAY FROM THIS

    There are people on this earth who swear they really know me. They’ve known me for at least five years or more and they’ve partied with me a majority of those years. Partying with me means drinking. Drinking with me means seeing the best (inebriated) version of me and that’s the one that keeps people around. My Bipolar Disorder (type II) has been a part of my life for the past eighteen years.
  • Antoinette Kite
    Published 3 months ago
    TWO DARK SOULS

    TWO DARK SOULS

    "God, he has such a beautiful face,” I thought as I laid there next to him. It’s funny to me how someone so destructive can make me so comfortable. Not funny in a ‘haha’ way but in an ironic way. This boy has all the control in this situation. I know he can hurt me in many ways but I'm so calm when I’m with him and not scared in the slightest. We met a few years ago on Tinder. When I saw his pictures, I was done. I couldn’t believe how perfect he seemed to be (for me) and like most boys I set my sights on, I had to have him. Our communicating was immediate but so was my disappointment. He was cute and funny but also shallow and overly direct. More than I was bargaining for at the time but I knew how to work around that. I probably should’ve stopped talking to him altogether but I never back away from a challenge. He talked to me about how he liked sex, gambling, pizza… and that was about it. We didn't speak much after that night.
  • Antoinette Kite
    Published 4 months ago
    I DON'T LOVE YOU BUT I COULD.

    I DON'T LOVE YOU BUT I COULD.

    Trust me, I don’t love you. I could but I don’t. I feel things… sometimes… but most of the time, I feel nothing. I’ve been existing in a more causal state of mind and although some may call my actions immature or loose, I call it a defense mechanism and it’s been working for me up to this point.
  • Antoinette Kite
    Published 4 months ago
    READY FOR THE PANIC TO SUBSIDE

    READY FOR THE PANIC TO SUBSIDE

    I’ve searched for days, years even and there’s still no sign of an on and off switch. There is no big, red easy button than I can push or curtain I can pull to the side to “let the light in”. However, I have met quite a few people throughout my life who say that it’s much simpler than that. According to them, depression is a selfish, trivial thing that can be turned off instantly. Saying “just get over it” as if it’s something that can be easily adjusted based on the situation and that is not true.
  • Antoinette Kite
    Published 4 months ago
    34 MINUTES.

    34 MINUTES.

    This was thirty-four minutes of my life. I was at work on the sales floor, cleaning like I do every day. Nothing happened, no one said anything to me but I got to a point in the back of the store where I had to stop. Something entered my body. Not just my brain but my entire body. This was not a physical ‘thing’. It was more on the metaphysical side. It was something that was already there and it chose the perfect time to fuck up my night. I stood there for a moment and stared at the glass in front of me without really seeing anything. I felt people walking around me so I had to walk to the office. I couldn’t sit so I paced back and forth and repeated, “This is my body, this isn’t me”. I said that more times than I can remember. At this point, my hands were shaking.