It's been awhile
So my grandma passed away 9/2/2020. I remember that day and it was so painful . That day ,I threw a big pickle at my boyfriend because of a dare. In the middle of art class I started having this pain where it felt like When Clint died. I tried to shrug it off and focus on my project and faking my happiness. About 5-6 minutes before the bell rang for the next class , I was called to the counselor's office and I didn't know why. I went to the counselor's office and there was a call for me from my mom. She told me that grandma had passed away and that she was going to pick me up in an hour. I had no words , I knew she was gonna die soon but I didn't know how soon. I hang up the phone and I'm just trying to process what just happened. I tell the counselor what happened and say " I could probably go to class , but I might come back to the office if I can't handle it." As I walk into my last class, I just have this worried look on my face and I was on the verge of tears and one of my classmates asked if I was okay. I said "I'm fine". I wasn't fine , I just lost a huge part of my life and I don't know what to do.
It may be easier to just see the following vlogs from my Youtube channel.
I started a youtube channel after coming out as genderfluid, non binary and bisexual . It took me a lot longer to come out due to a feud/war I was having with someone I thought I hated but I've learned hate is too strong of a word and it's much easier to hate than it is to love and understand the people who you've hurt or have hurt you over the years.
I also ended up in the hospital and spent some time in a mental hospital because I didn't want to live anymore. I took a break from posting because I needed to try and heal. But I self harmed a couple times. I really am trying to hang on despite all the shit that comes at me .
Poems I've written
Drowning - Hayden Voss
Written in memory of great uncle Bob Voss who lost his battle to depression on June 25th, 2020
I'm a few feet down with a decision
Do I stay or do I go ?
Just as I start to fade I have a vision
I’ve been through so much that no one knows.
This wasn’t my intention and I didn’t jump
I just fell off the edge and on my head is a bump.
I looked at the water paralyzed in fear
I can’t swim and I feel death is near.
As I struggle to stay alive , I see those who have passed
Telling me to stay strong and I’ll always be an outcast.
Ever since the day they left I’ve never been the same
As for the ones here they're still pushing around the blame.
I look around with all my might
Like I’m in a dark tunnel with no light.
I hear a faint yell and a large splash
I start to gain consciousness in a flash.
An anxiety attack begins with crying, shivering and shaking
It doesn’t feel like one though I feel a seizure and my head’s aching.
I feel a hug surrounding me and I open my eyes
Is this a dream or reality ? Either way I didn’t die and I’m Surprised.
After several minutes ,I start talking about how my life has gone downhill.
I feel as though I’ve ruined lives and I feel like such a pill.
Although I feel like life isn’t going to get better
I keep facing everything and take a deep breath knowing I’m still here.
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