by Tasha Jones | May 17, 2019 | Burnt Out, Destress and Decompress, Uncategorized
As the world prepared to go on a happy craze for Mothers Day my anxiety only increased as I was reminded of how this day is not so Happy. In fact it is Crappy. You open fresh roses and SUCH and I am reminded how this day SUCKS. I have been longing for my mother’s...
by Tasha Jones | May 17, 2019 | Burnt Out, Destress and Decompress, Uncategorized
Driving home while thinking I mean in a deep thought about life and the mistakes and the expensive price paid when one grows impatient, desperate and lonely. Longing for someone you love to be set free when you alone remain in captivity. Every hole in my body leaks...
by Tasha Jones | May 17, 2019 | Burnt Out, Destress and Decompress, Uncategorized
Missing my babies i never met. This place gives me triggers…how can I forget. She smiles on outside but deep inside she’s pained angry raging inside..trying to keep it together on this HELL of a ride. I doubt the confirmations that seems so true but on the...
by Tasha Jones | Dec 4, 2018 | Burnt Out, Destress and Decompress, Uncategorized
Omg On (11/27/18) in Cali there was an earthquake around 5am and then again during the lunch hour. I felt the one at lunch; I was sitting in a car with a co-worker as we often sleep during lunch to rest from our very long dreadful days. We commute from afar in an...
by Tasha Jones | Dec 4, 2018 | Burnt Out, Destress and Decompress, Uncategorized
Have you ever just sat back and watched the utter chaos that mass marketing brings and the impact it has on the human species? It is amazing to witness the person who claims to be broke to miraculously have resources to tap into the endless sales that are parading...
by Tasha Jones | Nov 16, 2018 | Burnt Out, Destress and Decompress, Uncategorized
A night before the boogie man night of Halloween where thousands flock to the door of strangers essentially begging for sweet treats. The more creative my costume, make up and mask the larger portion of goodies that is tossed inside my already stuffed bucket of sugar...
