When I first started this journal, I suppose it was because I needed some form of support.... like therapy. Everything felt so intense and I had so many emotions that I felt were trapped inside and I didn't feel like the person I wanted to be. But now... my post have become more and more infrequent anf I think it's because I like where I'm at in ( Read more... )

My whole life I've felt like I've needed something to officially establish that I was a man... some sort of rite of passage.... I suppose that's why I was so attracted to Judaism, a whole ceremony celebrating the day you make the transition between boy and man. But one thing I never realized was that it wasn't (only) my gender that I needed to ( Read more... )

My.. does the world turn fast..

My first year out of High School is coming to a close and academically I don't have much to show for it....life wise.... I could write a fucking book.

This year, if anything, has been a growing year. I've finally tasted self worth and the piquant palatableness is addicting. The introspection of flaws is a dwindling, ( Read more... )

I don't know what happened or when it happened, but I've had a realization of self worth. I'm a genuinely good person who cares a lot for other people and who has goals and ambition... good days and bad days. Like everyone else. But I'm still different, yes, but... who isn't? In my ASL class we are reading this book called "Deaf Again" and it's ( Read more... )

I've come to a pivotal point in my life where....where I don't really know what I'm doing or where I'm going. I'm your typical 19 year old with your not so typical outlook on life ( Read more... )

Love is nothing like it is in the movies. The boy whom I was "exclusivly dating" basically ditched me for a guy he dated who moved away and then moved bakc. He said he still liked me too though, but seeing as how I don't like to be the fall back boy I gave him an ultimatum because I am learning that I am a good guy and I deserve someone to treat me ( Read more... )

All my life I've struggled to define what made me, and every time I would think about it I realized that when push came to shove I always felt like an outsider ( Read more... )

You. You fill me with music.
Notes and words strung together on the wings
of the butterflies that reside in my stomach.

You. You fill me with happiness. Laughter that once fell on deaf ears now fills halls and stadiums in my soul.

You. You fill me with life, breath, love.

You. You are the homeless man on the street, you are my 5th grade teacher, you ( Read more... )

So Adaam and I started off so good. I thought it was too good to be true, and it was. For the last month we were together he treated me like shit. He would go out with his friends when he knew I could't go, he wouldn't do anything to help around the house and all in all he made me question whether or not the relationship was a good thing ( Read more... )

It's happened. I graduated from High School and I never have to go back ( Read more... )