I’ve been a mental illness/suicide advocate for a few years now, but I’ve never written anything like this. I just went with it.
Strength is hard to find within yourself when you’ve been depleted of it for so long. And the sad thing is, you’re the only one who can refill your strength. When you’re so deflated, how are you ever supposed … Read more...
Thoughts of suicide are relentlessly slamming your brain and it feels as if it will never stop. But it will subside.
If you killed yourself
The world would not be a better place. Your family would be in agony. Hardly able to function. Friends and family would think they did something wrong and beat themselves up for the clues they missed.
Horror, anger, guilt, sadness, isolation and raw, agonizing pain would be the result for those left behind if you killed yourself. They would not “get over it.” Ever. Their grief would change over time. Some would learn to move … Read more...
Who got their shirts? I’m pretty happy with my Carolina blue sweatshirt and my black and white t-shirt. I am going to be the brand. How many times can I answer the question, “What is emotionally naked?” As you can tell I’m pretty excited. Crazy kid excited. Richard, my oldest son chose the quote on the back of the shirt. And now that he actually has an address in Los Angeles, I can send him one.
Other members of the tribe got their shirts, too. Thanks you guys.
Another of Charles’ raps penned under Reezin’ the Revolutionary. This one nails addiction. It’s not pleasant but neither is the illness. I think once you read it, you start to have an understanding of the self loathing an addict suffers from.
During his last days, Charles suffered a depressive episode and that coupled with the withdrawal from heroin is why he took his own life.
I got that shit that’ll make you rob, steal or kill, I’ve seen mother fuckers throw away everything for a single pill. I got … Read more...