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This is my purpose.

This is my purpose.

7 years ago I walked out of a state run facility after five days of pure hell.  It isn’t something I will ever forget.  The memories are burned into my brain and to this day replay constantly. But it isn’t so much the memories of patient’s beating each other up as staff cheered them on … Continue reading


too much.

I miss my brother, he’s not here, I miss my brother, he’s not the same little boy when he looks in the mirror. the pain hemorrhages from my beating heart, breaking in a million tiny pieces, I pray to God, I scream for Jesus. Sometimes I sit down and try to figure out how we … Continue reading