Something 2 Say

Hi all, So… Remember my earlier post about a certain friend? Well that friendship is no longer. ***BE WARNED this is going to be a very LONG post, so if you don’t have the patience, exit now.*** Names have been changed so that I’m not totally putting his business out there. I met my Darryl through an app, Jack’d if you must know and saw that he had other social media listed such as his instagram. I then started following him there. On his birthday one year, I left a comment stating that I’d like to buy him a drink. We ended up exchanging numbers and then exchanged the occasional text, still never meeting. One day, I texted him asking how his day was going in which he replied bad. His temporary assignment has ended and he was now without a job. He also stated that he was extremely stressed and didn’t know what to do. I then told him to forward his resume to me and I’ll see what I can do. I then forward his resume to my former supervisor and stated that he’d be g...

You know, I definitely feel as though I add more value to people’s lives than they add to mine. I've  come to a decision to end a friendship. I figure that if you’re really friends, you can and should be upfront and honest with people; especially those that you call / consider your friends. Right? Well, I have a situation where I feel the other person isn't being direct with me. I feel that they have been lying to me and withholding information. After this weekend, I will see if I can catch them in the lie. If I don’t, I will voice my grievances and then allow them to retort. If I feel that they are still being dishonest, I’ll sever all ties. I’m the type of person where I am very blunt and direct. Maybe this is to a fault. Maybe some people can’t handle my directness and think that I would jump off the deep end or something like that. I may be high strung, but come on; I am an adult. Maybe after everything, I’ll tell you the whole story. Right now, I’m just a li...

Hey guys, Well today is Wednesday, and I’m keeping with my personal goals. I said that I will start back to doing my internet radio show on Sunday nights at 5:00 p.m. CST (central standard time) The link if anyone wants to start listening is www.blogtalkradio.com/mtmoore31 I also said that I will update the blog weekly on Wednesdays, so expect some random and bullshit posts. I also said that I’ll be making YouTube videos again. I used to have a lot and then deleted them all and just got out of the mood of doing it. I think that I’m really trying to keep myself busy and preoccupied with other things. Or maybe I’m just trying some low-key ways of fulfilling something that has been lacking. Let me tell you about this dream I had. I dreamt that I was at work, and I was talking to my supervisor (which is weird because I don’t talk to her like that.) Any way, I had expressed to her that what I really wanted to do most in the whole world was act. I've always want...

Hey everyone. I know it's been a while, and I apologize for it. I'm just doing a quick post to let you know that I will be back on the blogs and I will try my best to update on a weekly basis. Maybe Wednesdays. I've also decided to restart my internet radio show, as well as my YouTube channel. So, yeah, I'm planning on having some things in the works. I was actually so excited about it that I could barely get to sleep. I was thinking about the redesigns for the blog, revamping the radio show etc. Let's just hope that I continue with the creative energy and flow and bring things to you guys that matter and / or intrigues. Anyway, I 'm at work so I better get off of here and get to it. Y'all have a great day. Stay Positive!                                                                         ...

I haven't been feeling like myself lately. Well, not the happy self. I just go home, get in the bed and sleep. People at work have noticed a change in me. They noticed that I'm not my perky happy self. This I contribute to the medication. (Seroquel 150 MG) Even that's not helping. I have noticed something about myself: I am or at least I could be a horrible person at times. Instead of me being genuinely happy for people, at times I get jealous. Like seriously jealous, and that's not cool. There are certain things that I want in life, and some of those are a bit out of my reach and out of my control, but I still want it anyway. However, I see others with it and I'm like... "Really?" Then there are those that keep saying, "Wait your turn, it's not your season yet..." Blah blah blah. I don't wanna hear that! I am kind of getting tired of waiting. I kinda think that the holidays have triggered my depression, which is weird becaus...

"Why does it matter when we hurt each other all the same to this day? We as black people kill each other for pointless reasons. We enslave ourselves every day." This was a quote I read on FaceBook earlier today, and it really struck a chord with me. Emmett Till. Trayvon Martin. Eric Garner. Mike Brown. Why do these names matter when it's black on black crime happening all the time? Is it like family where you could talk about your mother, but no one else better not dare? We should be outraged whenever someone is senselessly murdered regardless of who did it.  We should be able to come together to express outrage when we lose one of our own at our own hands just like we do when a white person, or member of law enforcement takes a life. Why can't we do so? What makes it all right for us to kill each other, but not anyone else? Why do we get all out of sorts when another race / ethnicity murders our youth but not when we do? Is it all right because it's just...

Janet Jackson once said, “There’s nothing more depressing than having everything, and still feeling sad.” No truer words to me, right now, have been spoken. To me, I think I have everything. I have a great job that I plan on turning into a career, I have a place to live; get to drive a brand new car every year. Of course I’m single right now, but I’m dealing with that; it’s not as though that is getting to me like it used to. However, I still feel sad. The bad part is, I have no idea why. I do know that I suffer from depression and I have been battling it for 17 years, but it seems as of late, I get into a funk. I get into this mode where all I want to do is cry (if I could, but I’m a firm believer that men don’t cry so I won’t allow myself to) eat ice cream and sleep. I’m good if not great at one thing though. I’m great at pretending some things don’t exist, or if I do acknowledge them, I am great at pretending that they don’t bother me. At least until something like this happens. ...