I can feel it again. That melancholy, the dragging not-quite-depression, the cloying bitterness of self-disappointment is sneaking back into my heart. I don’t know why. I don’t know how. Life is good. Life is so good, it’s almost hard to believe. My marriage has never been better, I’m working my dream job, and I’m constantly…
marriage crumbled, affair smoldered, while an eating disorder quietly consumed her from the inside out. ain’t it amazing what a smile can hide? ____________________________________________ Thank you for reading, ~ Victoria Elizabeth
feet strike pavement, echoes of a path I used to take. running from you, or toward? both are the same mistake. why do the cracks in the concrete make me crave the scratching tickle of your kiss? escape I’m free of this illusion but you’re the lie I hate to miss. Thanks for reading, Victoria…
and when the mask fades away stripped of the layers of false hope joy pride faith love all that’s left is a sad, sad girl ————————————- Thanks for reading, Victoria Elizabeth
Photo Courtesy: http://tonyfoto.com/ ________________________________________ Dear Child, You did not have a name. It’s not that I didn’t have dozens – hundreds – picked out, of course; it’s just that naming you would have made this all too real. So I will call you child, and hope you don’t find it too condescending. This world is…
Image source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/dadoodle/6999296936/ The Floridian rain gets me down and produces a sense of melancholy, a rare acrimony I do not normally possess. I never know what to do with these emotions, as I so rarely feel them. Do I find a quiet room and cry? Do I look up a therapist on Google and…
Despite my ardent optimism, I can occasionally succumb to the temptation of a melancholic mood. Today is one of those days. I’m not upset. I’m not angry. I have absolutely no reason to be anything but chipper and my usual bubbly self; but I’m not. Lugubrious would be a generous term to describe my current…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwzdVHTNpXs
This is in my head tonight. I could really use a piano bar and a drink right about now.
Happiness is a choice, not an outcome. It is a conscious decision that one makes every minute of every hour of every day. It is not selfish to be happy; rather, it is venal to be miserable. Delight is infectious. It empowers others. It brings light, optimism, strength and joy. To seek happiness and to…
Victoria Elizabeth Ann 