#Free tiny #poem about #coffee #amwriting

#Free tiny #poem about #coffee #amwriting

I can’t seem to reliably post about myself, so I’ll be posting some creative work here. Remember to check out my site’s other pages for the heavier, published stuff!

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Burn me,

O tender black brimming at the rim,

Liquid darkness that enters as energy,

Leaving my fingertips as ink.

I am too tired to let you cool.

I’ve been away for a while, but I’m back to kick some butt at Wild Canyon the beginning of the semester being hectic, as always, but I saw this article at the Huffington Post and thinks it needs another share.

There’s an old joke that Love is a biochemical conjob. A bunch of hormones, pheromones, and other moans combine to make you emotionally and psychologically dependent on someone. When at its best, Love makes you ecstatic. When ending, it can literally kill you (see Takotsubo’s Cardio Myopathy).

Depression is the same way. It’s not something you can shake off, and while it may be abated by good company and a sense of humor, those high functioning depressives–the people who, despite their pain, get out of bed and get the job done every day of the week–often go overlooked. It’s why people are sent reeling when a comedian kills themselves. “How can someone who brought us such joy have been suffering so greatly?”

It doesn’t matter how the feeling comes about. Whether a person’s like Richard Jeni, who suffered from straight depression, or Robin Williams, who was depressed due to long-term, incurable medical circumstances, it needs to be addressed. Death by suicide is the end result of being unable to discuss and deal with that psychological pain. While perhaps legal euthanasia would reduce the instances of medically-instigated deaths, reducing the stigma and talking about these issues would be far greater.

So please, if you or someone you know is in need, use the resources below. Reach out, to anyone, no matter who is suffering or how much. You might save a life.

1-800-273-TALK (8255) (National Suicide Prevention Hotline)

http://www.sprc.org/ (Suicide Prevention Resource Center)

http://psychcentral.com/helpme.htm

http://www.suicide.org/suicide-hotlines.html

Living with #T1d #Type1 #Diabetes

It’s 2016, and people still don’t get Type One Diabetes, at all. I can’t tell you how often I hear “It’s that sugar disease” or “Is it contagious?” Even now, when so many tens of thousands of people have diabetes, many don’t understand it–including those recently diagnosed.

Diabetes isn’t just insulin injections and doctors visits. Diabetes means using fingernail clippers to cut off the calluses that have built up on your fingertips from years of checking blood glucose (sugars).

It’s being forced to call out of work because your sugars decided to rampage, whether high or low, and then getting chewed out because you weren’t sick enough to merit going to the hospital.

It means getting so used to having blood drawn that you can correct phlebotomists on their techniques, and even correct those who are doing it wrong.

I’ve had this disease for decades–almost since I was born. Managing type one, according to doctors, is about controlling blood sugars. Managing type one, according to diabetics, is a constant battle, and you’re trying to limit the casualties. I’ll come back to retinopathy and other issues another time.

There are some who don’t view diabetes as a disability, and that’s fine. I fall in the other camp. Every time a girlfriend wants to go for a walk, forcing me to weight active insulin versus blood sugars versus recent meals, gambling on how far and fast she’d like to go, I feel the burden of this illness. This condition rears its ugly head every time I drop low from simply crossing campus, or have to postpone eating because of a stubborn high.

I’m going to post more on diabetes in the coming  weeks. I’d like to start using my knowledge of this illness to help people. There’s still plenty of confusion, discrimination, and misinformation out there. Together, one blog post at a time, we can do away with that.

Despite its difficulties, I have high hopes that this disease will become increasingly more manageable, even cured via technological advances. Until then, all we can do is share and learn.

Thanks for reading! If you’d like to hear more, drop a comment on what you’d like to hear. Otherwise, I appreciate any and all shares. Talk to you soon!

My@DeusEx human revolution review @GameTimeReviews #Cyborg #TransHuman

In prep for one of my most anticipated titles of the year, Deus Ex: Mankind Divided, I’ve reviewed one of my favorite games of the early half of this decade, Deus Ex: Human Revolution. Feel free to also check out my article on the upcoming, real-life human augmentation conference!