Refuse to be Censored 

The last few blog posts have received backlash from some readers. I would just like to say that it is my blog, therefore I can and will post what I choose. The poetry I have written express different parts of my life and stages I have gone through. I refuse to censor my writing. I’m not at all trying to be rude. Thank you to everyone who has and continues to read my blog. For the people that have a problem with it I suggest you don’t read at all or read at your own discretion. Sending love to all my readers.

Xoxo

Sulvana 

When love hurts…

We meet again old friend, it’s as if you never truly left. I feel you now even more so than before. You had me fooled, I wanted to believe in what I once thought was only in my dreams. There for a second I did actually believe. I believed that I had finally found the one that’s going to reciprocate my love. I believed that after all the hardships something good had finally come my way. I believed that I had found someone who adored me as much as I do them. I have since given up on those fairytales, and reverted back to old ways. A few tears and a glass of wine later, I accepted that this is just how it’s meant to be. After all it is better to have died with a cold heart than a broken one. You feel nothing instead of everything. 

One-Sided Love 

I crave him in ways that are unimaginable to the human mind. One touch sends me into overdrive, and a kiss into ecstasy. He teases me with his looks. He knows what he is doing to me, and enjoys seeing me agonize over how much I want him. Yet, he still makes me wait. I pretend that he is the devil at times because he makes me want to sin every time he is near. So I wait for him day and night. Just like the devil he is deceiving. He is nowhere to be found when I need him, and only comes around to be pleased. He leaves me wanting him, but him not me. My body and soul long for the love that he is unwilling to give me. I took a chance, little did I know I would be hooked. I’m hooked to a man who doesn’t desire me as much as I do him, but what can I do when I’m completely in love with him? That’s the price I pay for letting the devil take my heart. 

Immortal Soul

She walks amongst you all,

a force to be reckoned with.

She knows no pain,

for she has felt it all.

Her soul lit on fire,

burning the paths beneath her feet.

She is feared,

for she is in love with the darkness.

Constantly being reborn,

she carries the wisdom of over a thousand years.

The devil has nothing on her,

 For she is a dead woman walking.

A Thousand Lies

Promises of forever love and care is what you made.

As time went on the more and more your promises became broken.

You hurt the person that cared and loved you the most.

Little by little I became strong, and you became weak.

I started to pull away, and you tried to get closer.

I tried to leave, and once again you showed your true colors.

You told a thousand lies, for the countless of times you broke my heart.

Only this time I didn’t pretend to believe you.

I walked away without a word.

That was far more powerful than the thousand lies you told me.

Don’t Take Less Than What You Deserve

We all have at one point or another took less than what we deserved. I will be the first to admit, there are things in my past that I took that no one should have to take. At the time, I didn’t know any better and thought this person would wake up and change. I was the person that needed to wake up and change. I don’t know what it was that sparked in my head, but it taught me a valuable lesson. I learned that I was worth being treated right, and if someone values you then they will not be treating you like anything less. This goes not only for your significant other, but friends and family too. You should value yourself enough to know what you deserve, how to get it, and how to walk away from those that give you less. If you feel like you are contributing more of an effort into the relationship (significant other, friend, relative etc..) than they are, chances are your gut didn’t steer you wrong. After a while, you will notice a pattern with this person. They call only when they need something from you. When you are going through a difficult time they aren’t there. This person will come up with excuses for their behavior. Be aware of this because this type of behavior might lead them to make you feel like you are the bad one. People that use others for only their benefit can be very manipulative and persuasive. This is why so many people out there stay in bad relationships, friendships etc… This person can and eventually will make you feel like it’s your fault, and that you deserve the bullshit they are handing you. Wake up, and let the sunshine into your life darling because you are worth so much more than that. When you realize that, you will almost immediately feel better. Next step is to kick these people completely out of your life. You don’t need them and don’t owe them an explanation either. Once you do that, the next step is finding out what makes you feel good because chances are this person knocked your self-esteem down quite a few notches.  It can be something as simple as listening to music and dancing in your underwear when no one is there. I really got into fitness a few years ago and kicked it into high gear this past year. That is something I discovered that made me feel really good. I can’t explain it. It is my high in a sense. Now is the time to find your high (without actually getting high). Loving yourself and who you are is also very important. Chances are if you love yourself enough, you will be less likely to keep people like this in your life. you will also be better equipped to handle the aftermath this person (s) may cause. Something that also really helped me is every morning when I wake up and look in the mirror, I tell myself “you are amazing, you are worth something, and you are going to slay this day.” It might seem silly, but trust me it works. I will be making a whole separate blog post on self-love and encouragement. I want to thank all my readers, and I hope that I help someone out there going through this.

To My Fellow Scorpios

Dear Scorpios,

Does anyone else ever feel like a human lie detector? I feel like this is a true Scorpio thing. I can literally spot someone’s BS a mile away, and sense when they are about to lie to me. The one thing I cannot stand for is lies. I want the truth even if it kills me.  I love it when these bullshitters actually think I believe their lies. I used to confront people who lied to me, but now I use it to my advantage. I let them think they are getting away with it, and throw it right back in their face when they are most vulnerable. Some may say that’s harsh, but it truly does stop them from lying to me again.  What do you guys think?

Sincerely,

A Pissed Off Scorpio

Words My Heart Won’t Let Me Say

I will always have those moments in my life where I wish I would have spoken up. The moments where I wish I would have said what was so heavy on my heart. Those are the words my heart would not allow me to say. The things I buried deep, and the burden I carry with me every day. I believe we all have had moments in our life where we longed to say something, but the words were just easier to swallow than say. You come to the point where you have to decide do you let it eat you alive, or do you set it free and move past it. For the longest time, I let it eat me alive. It overtook me until I let it become me. I had become even more closed off from people. I stopped allowing people in until people no longer knew who I was anymore. I put on such a brave face every day that no one can ever tell how much pain I’m in or how great of a burden I’m carrying. I have and still to this day take care of everybody. I’m everyone’s shoulder to lean on. To the best of my ability, I always treat people the way I want to be treated. I’m there for everyone the way they should be there for me. Keyword should. Maybe one day they will wake up and do the same for me. That day has yet to come. Unfortunately, I have become accustomed to this. I never ask for anything from anyone. I am strong because I have been put through things where that was my only option. I am strong even when I don’t have to be. I am the type that would rather lose a limb than to ever let someone see me in my moment of weakness. Over the years I have learned that just because I’m strong doesn’t mean I don’t need someone to be there for me from time to time. I just keep hoping one day someone will tell me that I don’t have to be so strong because they will be there to take care of me even when I fall. Not only say that but actually follow through on those words. Maybe one day that person will hear the words my heart would never let me say and all the burdens that lay heavy on my chest will go away.

Deja Vu

It was my senior year of high school, everything is going amazing for me. I was a straight A student with an excellent GPA, and all my teachers loved me. I was the girl who had everything figured out, and already planned out what I wanted and what age I was going to get it. I had my whole life planned out. That year I was offered a full ride to Georgetown University. I was completely in shock; I had applied, but I didn’t think I was going to get a full ride. I remember going home that day so excited to tell my family. My family was always very proud of me, especially my father. My family had known for a long time all I wanted to do was get out of the small town I currently live in, and go to a much bigger city. Somewhere I could have an adventure, and write about all the amazing things I did. I live for travel and adventures.So, when I told my family that I would be moving they were not the least bit surprised. Everyone was happy for me, but sad at the same time that I would be leaving. I didn’t accept the offer right away even though I wanted to. I wanted to scream hell yes at the top of my lungs, and pack my bags right away. There was one thing holding me back from doing so. That one thing made me turn down the offer. I was secretly devastated by this. No one knew that at the time though. I look back from time to time and wonder what would have happened if I had accepted the offer. I wonder how my life would have turned out. I wonder if I would have been much happier. Most importantly I wonder if I made the right decision. Here I am two years later, faced with the same decision and I am completely at a loss of what I should do. Within the past year, my life here has completely changed. I rediscovered who I was, and what I wanted out of my life. I want a life filled with happiness, risks, wisdom, and adventure. I keep contemplating it in my mind if I can get all that and reside where I am today. A part of me wants to leave and go after this amazing life that I always dreamed of, but another part me is not ready to leave behind what I started here. Especially if what I started here is something that is meant to be. Decisions, decisions.

Stigma Sorrounding Mental Disorders

Today my abnormal psychology class had an interesting discussion on what is considered to be normal in today’s society. As a future psychologist, I absolutely hate the word abnormal. Who is to say what is normal and what isn’t. However, I do believe there are people who have mental disorders/ disabilities that impair and/ or complicates the individual’s quality of life. The discussion ultimately boiled down to the stigma against people who suffer from a mental disorder. This is a topic that really gets my blood boiling, and me being the blunt person I am I opened my big mouth in class today. It was incredible for me to see firsthand what people think about people who suffer from a mental disorder(s). I was shocked. People had such distorted and exaggerated images of what a person who suffers from a mental disorder acts like and even looks like. We use labels such as crazy, schizo, looney, abnormal, bipolar, OCD and so on. I hate labeling anyone and using words like that to define someone. A mental disorder should not define anyone. Instead of saying that person is bipolar or schizophrenic, we should be saying that person suffers from bipolar disorder or schizophrenia. Labeling people who suffer from these types of disorders has just added to the stigma. I have so much respect and love for the people who have a mental disorder. My passion and the thing that drives me the most about becoming a psychologist is that one day I am going to wake up every day of my life and improve the quality of life of an individual that society has basically shunned. Everyone no matter what they are suffering from should never feel any less of a human being because they suffer from a mental illness. I have made it my mission in life to actually help these individuals, and bring more awareness to mental illness. In doing so I hope to decrease the stigma around it. I decided to start a chapter at my school that is going to bring awareness to mental illness and what it actually is like to suffer from mental illness. I am beyond excited and will keep you guys posted on the progress and things I am doing with the chapter.