Breaking me, shaking me, awake now – I’m up now

xiane

 

 

I’m waking up.

I haven’t felt this alive in a while. I want this feeling.

 

I saw this, unattributed, on Facebook yesterday, and it fully summed up my attitude about things that have gone down of late:

If my absence doesn’t affect your life than my presence has no meaning in it.

 

I want people who will work hard to keep me around. [I have some amazing friends who fit this bill and are probably more than I deserve.] I want people who miss me when I’m not there and won’t just replace me with other people, video games, alcohol, etc.  I want those who are enthusiastic about me, in good times and bad. Otherwise, what’s the point?

And most importantly, I want someone who will let me lean against them as much as they want to lean against me. I want the hug to be deep and reciprocal. If there’s more, I want that to be as captivating and exciting for both of us as possible. One-sided doesn’t work. Let us meet in the middle and strengthen each other.

I write, as openly as possible, about my experiences with life, love, creativity, depression and not-depression. I share opinions. I promote compassion and change. I talk about music. I also write poetry and short stories. I like to share them here.

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