I haven’t watched a Sox game since the Field of Dreams game. I have no urge. I’m going to the game on Tuesday. We’ll see how that works out.

I’ve been off of Twitter and IG for 2 weeks. I needed to get away to attempt to clear my mind and try to get better. To attempt to heal. To attempt to forget. I won’t lie, I snuck on but ended up realizing I needed to be off for good. At least for the foreseeable future. I miss my friends though. There are people who I legit consider close friends ( Read more... )

One day I’ll realize that my words and actions (or lack there of) actually do have an affect on others. Even if I think I’m doing right.

I did it. I said the words.

But in the end, I caved. Felt the guilt. And now I’m back to square one. Actually, worse. Because I lost something else. Something I thought would actually get stronger. And now I’m afraid I’ll never get that back.

I have about 20+ mini cries a day. They come randomly. Alone. Driving. In public. I try to give off the illusion that I’m trying. But it’s killing me more.

Kinda touched on this, I’ve been in a rut where I feel like I NEED something to do creatively. I LOVED podcasting about wrestling but unfortunately I became so disengaged w/it that I stopped watching. Multiple things contributed to that, but I stopped having fun watching ( Read more... )

I need to get this off my chest. In a social media world where everyone knows where everyone else is, I feel like this is a safe place. First I'm going to start off by saying that I'm happily married with a beautiful stepdaughter who I call my own daughter. They are the world to me and I love them both so much ( Read more... )

This place is a ghost town. So sad when I think about all the good times that this place created. The friends made. The relationships made. The fun times had. The White Sox bonding. And now this will go unnoticed. Because no one has been here since about 2009. Crazy. R.I.P. live jpurnal. I loved you dearly.

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I'm alive.

Having my name on Boys Night Out's website is possibly the highlight of my life. Having a pic of my tat in a blog on their myspace is pretty up there too.


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