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MY HEARTBREAK by Emma Hillman (6-10-18) I’ve never been good at being alone. I don’t feel at home. Everything feels foreign. Life is so boring.  Without you I’m not myself. Life’s like pulling a random book from a shelf. You never know what you’ll get. My face is always wet.  Tears haunt me every night. They explode from my eyes like dynamite.  Tried to fill the void. It feels like my life is destroyed.  I don’t feel like myself. Nothing feels heartfelt.  Even with everyone around me at home. I feel alone. How can it be gone forever? This was never supposed to happen, ever.  You were my first at everything. for me it wasn’t just a fling.  i was in love with you with all my heart and now its falling apart. I tell myself i’m over you. That the plan i made didn't fall through.   I just want someone to talk to. You don’t have a clue.  You hurt me so bad. I can’t even be mad.  Things got hard and i wa...
(Just to be clear this post is not meant to mean that i need a man to save me, it’s just how i feel in the moment and what helped me to get through my heartbreak. i know that i should look in myself, but my boyfriend is also helping me do that.) HEARTBREAK AND HEALING by Emma Hillman You broke me. i felt the pain move through me like an earthquake. Every part of me collapsed. My heart was left dangling by a string. He found me in the rouble.  Laying there broken and crushed. He put me back together piece by piece, part by part. He found my heart and held it close, protecting it with everything in him.  Still cracked and unstable my hands reached out for him, pulling him in. My fragile body being held together by strings.  One wrong move and i could crumble to the ground. When a piece falls he sits by my side ready to catch it and place it back. Saving me day by day, piece by piece, lovingly, and patiently.  Till my stability returns and...
Feminism I am a feminist. To some, the word is like poison. Some will turn away or cringe at the mention of it. Feminism does not mean I hate men, it means I want gender equality for all. The true definition of feminism is " the advocacy of women's rights on the basis of the equality of the sexes."  It is about EQUALITY! It’s not just about women. It’s about men too. Most men don’t feel that they can be open about their emotional struggles. For example, most men struggling with mental illness feel that they cannot go to anyone with their concerns for fear of being seen as weak. If men don’t feel the need to be strong to be accepted woman won’t need to be the weaker gender. Gender should be seen as one moral NOT two separate standards for each gender. It is about all of us. Once everyone is treated equal there will be no need to stereotype women and men. If we are equal men and women will be paid the same for the same work. Through my eyes, it doesn’t make sense that be...
The importance of reading I think reading is so important to society. People need to get off social media and start looking up off their phones and into the real world. Ironically, you might be reading this on your phone or computer, but at least you are engaging your mind. Children today are so used to waking up and checking their phones and social media accounts. What happened to reading a book or playing outside or talking to their family. Yes I have social media accounts, but recently I have been trying to distance myself from them and spend more time in the real world. Pay more attention to what is going on around me. There are so many things to be learned from reading. You can learn from others experiences, improve understanding, become more knowledgeable, and improve imagination.  When I began reading more and more and getting off my phone I became happier. I’d rather have my nose stuck in a book than down in a phone. I’m able to focus on my life not other peoples lif...
My Mental Health Struggles I have struggled with mental health issues since I was a child. Now at eighteen years old, with the help of my family, friends, and doctors i have a different view on things then i did when i was younger.  My problems started when I was in middle school. I was bullied by two girls in my 8th grade math class. I was struggling in this class and I these girls noticed and took advantage. They started by whispering about me to each other. Then they would pass notes to each other talking about me. After class they would leave them on my desk to make sure I saw them. They said things like, "She's so fat and ugly!" or "She's the stupidest person I've ever met." This constant bullying made me think there was something wrong with me. I believed that i was fat, ugly and stupid. I started to not eat for days at a time. Then I would binge for days at a time. Whenever I would eat, I would cut myself as punishment and because I had so muc...