Introduction of the "North Bound Writer" and "The Longing For The North Universe" Blog
Welcome! This is a cordial invitation to: The Longing For The North Universe a Ghostwriter's Mental Health Journey Blog!
いらっしゃいませ！これは、The Longing For The North Universe a Ghostwriter's Mental Health Journey ブログへの心のこもった招待です。
Irasshaimase! Kore wa, The Longing For The Nōsu Universe a Ghostwriter's Mentaru Health Jānī burogu e no kokoro no komotta shōtaidesu.
Greetings World! This blog was created and designed to be a safe space and as a creative expression experiment while I am learning how to better cope with CPTSD. I am currently seeking therapy and decided to allow myself to tap into the power of healing through creativity.
Pardon my grammar, sentence structure, typos, or anything that is cringeworthy as I'm forcing myself to do a deep dive into my feelings and writing abilities. It's been said that this type of writing, free writing, is good for getting over writers block so I figured I'd give it a shot right off the bat.
I want to stick to anonymity, so I won't give you a name, but I will give you a location which is Florida. I'm in my early thirties and I am longing for the north. This blog will try to embody the feelings that I have for wanting to move very far away from this place.
It's like those memes where they have on one side, expectations, and on the other side, reality. The reality of my soul is I don't belong here in the south. "I wants me some snows!", in my best Floridian accent. That's a joke. I know in writing this here blog I'd likely contract a Proud Boys following and be threatened with hate or something meaner. That's a joke. How about we all just relax and understand that this is just my opinion. Just exercising my freedom of speech like in the constitution. Plus I grew up in Florida since I was a kid and trust me I have seen some things.
Give me a second, I'm cringing very hard for a moment...
Look, it is what it is, when it comes right down to it. My family moved me here and I didn't really have a say in it. So what can I do when I'm just a child living under the parental units household? Obey their rules and don't disrupt the Kingdom for if you did there would be the ultimate destruction; an ass whipping. I grew up in a broken home to keep it short and sweet, and wrapped up neat with a black silk ribbon. I'd like to leave it alone and to have it untied by a professional to be completely honestly. I think I'm at the part of the depression stage where things are starting to settle and I'm realizing that maybe the shock is beginning to be fade.
Either way this pandemic fucking sucked. It truly felt like the day the earth stood still. Only I didn't get to meet Keanu Reeves because maybe then I wouldn't be such a wreck. So yeah, that lockdown and watching Donald Trump come to the podium from March up until, I can't even remember, with his bizarre handling of all this was just so strange looking back. The way we all relied on the media even more so to understand what was going on felt like the beginning of George Orwell's 1984, I still haven't finished it, but I promise you, I will.
If I can start generating income from blogging then maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to find a home and grow some roots. At the moment, I'm living back home and it has not been easy. I moved out when I was 18 so to be a grown man in his thirties, took my pride, teased me in the face, and smashed it to pieces. Slowly though, I think I'm starting to put myself back together again. Going from complete independence to dependence can be staggering. Not to mention I've been Baker acted in Florida as well and that can do some damage on your mental health. The way mental health is viewed down here is gravely misunderstood. I can't change the past. Even though I know as I put these pieces of me back together that it's not going to be perfect again, but I'm ready to try to move forward. Slowly! As slow as it takes me, but not too slow. I'm not trying to be here forever.
That's pretty much me in a nutshell. Not really trying to stick to any format, just making it up as I go and trying to have fun with it intellectually, and emotionally. Although I may have a bachelor's degree, trust me, I am constantly learning and improving so I am forever humbled. I hope I don't come off as arrogant or disrespectful. I just like to speak what is on my mind, and use words that are of the "appropriate flavor" in my creative design which is my "Artistic Authority" bestowed upon me, by me, etc..., etc... I think you get the point.
Lastly, I think it's important I tell my pandemic story. Maybe someone who is feeling the same way will take some solace in knowing that they are not alone. I'm not going to hold myself to any schedule, or American business world's constraints either. This is my soul for all the world to see and so I must respectfully ask of you to have patience with me for heavy is the crown and I am on the Universe's time. This is my art and my talents demonstrated to give back to those looking for renewal and value. This is my true and correct mission and the thing I will do until my very last breath. My actions will prove this and just like Albert Einstein would have been diagnosed with have ADHD I was actually diagnosed when I was younger here in the sunshine state. With that knowledge I am art with a unique set of skills in which I will leave clues leading up to a grand debut, but one must keep reading to understand just what the secret actually is.
Thank you all so much for reading.
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Until next time...
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