Humility is a word I’ve learned to use more often nowadays. A few years back, I would have laughed in your face and demonstrated in all possible ways how humble I was, and how I didn’t need to get humbler because truly, I was the humblest out there. Fact. I was the cockiest jerk alive.…
It’s never going to be good enough. I’m never going to be good enough. People will judge me, and criticize me, mostly I will be hard on myself, bringing myself down, so down, my life won’t mean anything until I achieve absolute perfection. Writing, composing, living…My stories aren’t good enough. My life isn’t good enough.…
On January 9, 2013, I wrote a post titled “Back to Black”. That post can be read here. There’s nothing so insidious but the disease that keeps telling people they need pain to be creative. I believed that lie for too long. I basked in this misery for years. And for what result? I lost…
I used to think I stood alone against the world. I could face any challenge and defeat it by myself. I never asked for help. Never showed my weaknesses. The little I felt I kept it hidden. I was born strong. Invincible. Ready to conquer and become the emperor of this universe. That behavior proved…
Today I’m grateful to be sane. To be healthy. To have a roof over my head. A cute kitty cat. Food. A job. God. Friends. My poodle. A purpose. Every second I’m awake, I appreciate even the dullest things. It’s part of the journey. A snowflake landing on the tip of my nose, a phonecall,…
Friendship. It comes and goes. Sometimes you fuck up something good, because you’re just a moron, and then when you realize what you lost, you either live in denial or you take action. Apologize. Make amends. Find a way back to where you were before you behaved like an asshole. Well, when things actually work…
There’s something eerie about this dread that is falling upon me, like a rain of sadness, washing my happiness away, and filling me up with guilt. Loneliness, never far out, awaits my return. No matter what I do, where I go, if I look behind me, I see the shadows of my past looming, and…
I believe in the saying “men sana in corpore sano“, which means a sound mind in a healthy body. I’ve always exercised and stayed active. But there are moments where you don’t really feel like going for a jog will change what’s going wrong in your life. You eat, or you starve yourself. You abuse…
I haven’t been blogging much. Two reasons for that: my fantasy series Death by Chocolate is taking much of my writing time, and I don’t have many bad or difficult things to blog about. Honestly, I started this blogging adventure as therapy and it helped tremendously. I cannot advise people enough to write down everything…
Time for change has come. My revolution started over one year ago and I’m ready to roll even harder! Only greatness can be achieved if I follow my dreams, no matter where they might lead me. I’m all about hard work and sweat, love and passion, struggle, tears, and everything that makes my day an…
The Manicheans 