Mental Health
I Wrote A Book of Poems
Hello All! I am coming back to the Vocal Community with exciting news. I formerly had an account under the name Hufflecup. I know I had a few regular readers of my poems. I stepped away from this website to work on getting my poems published and IT WORKED!
By Bill Carney6 months ago in Poets
Core Shattering: A Quiet Evolution
I recently came across a term: "core shattering." It isn't an emotional breakdown, but rather a moment where, one day, you suddenly understand everything. You slowly become quiet; you no longer rush to explain yourself, and you feel less inclined to join in superficial excitement.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 months ago in Poets
Dancing for Freedom from Stress🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹
🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹 🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹Dance, Dance, Dance🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹 Growing up alone and in painbeing bullied at school and home from my dadlearning that you have to earn respectfeeling tired and sad for the daily torturessmiling and dancing to music
By SAMURAI SAM: Wild Wayne6 months ago in Poets
This Is Not Sustainable
I am exhausted. Mentally, emotionally, physically, and financially. I take care of everything every day. There is no break. There is no backup. No one is consistently showing up for me. The person I should be able to rely on is inconsistent. I cannot depend on him for stability, support, or relief. I adjust constantly to what he does or does not do. My needs are minimized. When I speak, I am not truly heard. My inner world is not acknowledged. My concerns are dismissed or reduced to something small. I do not feel supported emotionally. I handle my feelings alone. No one is checking in on me in a meaningful way. There is no one carrying any part of this with me. I am tired from lack of sleep. I am tired of constant responsibility. I am tired of having no space to take care of myself. I do not have a support system. I do not have family I can rely on. I do not have consistent help. I am doing everything while being expected to need nothing. My financial future feels unstable. It is treated as if it does not matter. I carry the stress of it alone. I continue because I have to. I continue because my child depends on me. I continue even when I feel depleted. This is not sustainable. This is not balanced. This is not fair. I need support. I need consistency. I need to be acknowledged. I am not asking for too much. I am asking for what should already exist.
By Alicia Melnick 6 months ago in Poets
