Broken Diary Of Wilma’ Rose Part 1

Broken Diary Of Wilma’ Rose I needed to vent a bit so; I decided to break the lock on my diary for a short period of time. All in order to get some things off of me. So individuals have the necessities, and others don’t. I’m one of those who don’t, I deal with that, but at different times depending on how, I feel day to day. It varies. Now getting to the subject at hand, I wouldn’t say that, I have a drinking issue. However, I would say that when, I do drink, and I make it count for when, I don’t. You can call me a very emotional drunk because when times are the funniest I’m the life, and when times are the saddest I’m the one who’s the weakest. Dead almost, I felt at times, I could be a little better with everything, but each time, I drink. More of things that fuck with me on a sober day wouldn’t count. They say the devil is busy, but I don’t always believe in the powers of prayer, I just feel that regardless if you pray, or not. What shall happen will, or won’t. Call me what you will, but I’m not going to sit up her and act like this is where it’s at for me because it’s not. Everything in my life is at a stand steal, and to be honest what do, I really have to offer. They say they jealous, but what for. Over my mind state. The fact that, I can be what they can’t be … Me and what does that even mean to me anymore. How is that, I can help everybody else with their shit, and when it comes to my own issue. My advice to myself is nothing short of anything, I have completely run out of answers. Today the 4th of July, I called each one of my family members and each one on down too my father… Gave me the brush off, I just needed somebody to listen. Even if it wasn’t about the actual problem. Just being there would have made all the different. Maybe, I over analyze certain situations, but my instincts is what help me when, I was out there wondering doing my own thing, and if lead me to be careful living such a dangerous life. Those Wilmastincts you never forget because you never know when a time will arise, and you will surely need them again... To Be Continue