“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.” ― Laurell K. Hamilton, Mistral's Kiss I'm writing this because if I don't get to tell my story, the story is over! I feel suicidal, fear, anger, humiliation, and I don't know who I am. I am not this guy, I'm not a coward and I won't back down in the face of hard times. You do know time just doesn't start in one place for humanity. This starts in 2017 when I won my disability court case and I was told don't talk about the earnings. I'm a certifiable dumb ass kinda. I didn't directly say how much I won but I said I had won the case to some "friends". The person capitalized on it and wrecked my world. Will justice be served? I don't know, I didn't press charges because he was supposed to be my friend. I wrote a bit about the guy that stole my money in good faith to pay me back. I helped him way more than I could help m...
Welcome to the corrupted menagerie that is the mind of Master Joshua Harke. Beautifully wrapped around PTSD, Bipolar disorders and Love. I strive to spread messages of love, hope and rising above the pain.