Melissa Wilson
Bio
The one constant for me has been my love of writing. It’s a release of all the emotions I don’t know how to express. Thank you for taking the time to be a part of my story. Subscribe if you can relate & tips are appreciated.
Stories (8/0)
Little Moments
I have sat and actually said to people I didn't know what it was like to be happy. That I have never truly been happy. Those words left my mouth on more than one occasion. However as I sit here today trying to think of something to write about, I keep coming back to these little moments I wish would have lasted longer. Moments I would love to have again. They replay in my mind now like a movie long lost and out of production. One that I've searched everywhere for but cannot find.
By Melissa Wilson3 years ago in Psyche
Stuck
So I am working on healing myself. Writing more poems. Working on this blog. Trying to be okay in a marriage when I have more trust issues than a wild animal backed into a corner. I don't know why I let myself get into another relationship. I thought I was ready I really did. I worked on myself. I stayed single. He wore me down with sweet words and trying to get to know the real me. I thought I had made sure he was ready for the hot mess that was my psyche. He wasn't. No one ever really could be really. I don't know why I believed him. Something about wanting to get to know my soul.....Cheesy I know but I was so hopeful. I really wanted to be with him. He had tried to get a date for a year. I kept putting him off. Telling him I was dating when I wasn't just to keep myself safe from another painful letdown. But somehow here I am.
By Melissa Wilson3 years ago in Psyche
Reminiscent
Callie Bakersfield, an adorable curly red-haired nine-year-old, sat in the backseat of her mom's brand new minivan, wondering why she could not just stay one more night at her nana's house. She stared a hole in the back of her mom's head as she got madder and madder by the minute.
By Melissa Wilson3 years ago in Fiction
Why Am I This Way?
"You're such a Diva." "You're so OVERDRAMATIC." If I could remember all the things I have been called for my overreactions this would be a 50-page blog post. Am I a diva? Probably. Am I overdramatic? Definitely. But not for the reasons you're thinking. I love shoes, makeup, and knockoff sunglasses with bling. I do love attention when I am in a good mood, which is often. I get really into fictional characters. It doesn't matter if it's books, movies, or tv shows and I will tell people everything that happened in a very overdramatic fashion so they completely understand all the important parts.
By Melissa Wilson3 years ago in Psyche
My Lost Innocence
I am broken pieces of what I used to be. The strong fearless girl, now scattered on the floor. Have you ever noticed how fearless children are? So adventurous and curious. Always getting into something. Parents chasing after them taking things away. Protecting them from the world and themselves. I am sure that I had that at some point. I don't remember. What I remember is catching coffee cans full of frogs to put in the bed with my sister, climbing trees without the fear of heights I have now, and saying whatever came to mind without fear of not being liked. That didn't last long though. That girl had a very short life.
By Melissa Wilson3 years ago in Psyche
What I Want
What I want is to be happy. I think that is what everyone wants to be perfectly honest. What it is that makes each person happy is as personal and unique to that person as a fingerprint. No-one should ever be judged for what makes them happy just because someone else doesn't understand or agree with their point of view, so long as they are not hurting anyone else.
By Melissa Wilson3 years ago in Poets
