Depression
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Cubby/Hubert Selby Jr. By Joe S. Thomas
I don’t recall when I first became a fan of Hubert Selby Jr… It’s been many years now… I’m fairly certain I have Henry Rollins to thank for it, so, thank you Henry, sincerely… I was listening to the Henry and Heidi podcast out of boredom and insomnia tonight… I’ve listened to each of the… Continue reading
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Into the Void By Joe S. Thomas
*** It made me sick when I heard those words come out of his mouth… The words my sister’s widower spoke to the hideous thing still cuddled up nice and warm in the exact spot my sister took her last breath and passed over into death and whatever that entails… I love you… These were… Continue reading
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Starts, Stops and Depression By Joe S. Thomas
*** I’ve had a few starts and stops on the unfortunate and very true story I’d like to tell about how I ended up here where I’m having to live now and why I can’t seem to get away… The manic episode, the arrests due to said manic episode, the beating that left me with… Continue reading
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Not a Very Good Time By Joe S. Thomas
*** More of my good friend and the evil bastard insomnia visiting me tonight after hearing the morons I have to live among wrenching doors open and digging through the kitchen like 400 pound cockroaches at 2 A.M… And people wonder why I hate, why I’m suicidal… Do you really have to think that hard… Continue reading
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Windsor Court By Joe S. Thomas
*** I woke up today with thoughts of Windsor Court in my mind… I believe that’s my subconscious begging for a bit of punishment or perhaps some nostalgia for things long past and even dead… Windsor Court, it sounds so elegant… And the neighborhood itself was at one time… Two and three story, beautiful homes… Continue reading
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Finishing “Molly” By Joe S. Thomas
*** I finished the book Molly today… You could tell as it neared the end Blake wanted to keep on writing about his experiences with her and I honestly can’t blame him… There really is something about poking those fresh wounds, maybe even more so when you know you absolutely have to let them come… Continue reading
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Reading “Molly” By Joe S. Thomas
*** I’m reading a book that’s breaking my heart… It’s also making me relate wholeheartedly to a beautiful person that chose to take her life… The book is : Molly. It was written by her husband Blake Butler… My heart does go out to him, yet my heart goes out even more so to Molly… Continue reading
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No Name (from the new 2024 collection) Poem by Joe S. Thomas
*** I am not My father Goddamn right That’s true Our blood still mingles Like the repulsive Red white and blue That blood is tainted With drunks, addicts And waste No, I’m not My father But I can Understand His place Continue reading