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Friday, 21 June 2024
Jealous & Frustrated
I work hard, the role is often a drain because how boring and tedious it can be but I seek and apply for new roles only to not hear back or be put on hold.😓
I've had a lovely holiday this month the first in 2 years with my gf and I spent quite a bit, to be expected of course. It was worth it and I'd do it again in a heartbeat ❤️
The lack of hours at my employment however is frustrating and no extra hours or options to go cover another location have become available. I gained a new qualification but I need to gain experience to earn a placement so the next time something comes up I will be applying. 🤞
For now I am jealous and comparing my life to others and I want more in this life. I shouldn't compare but my head isn't right, it's in a rut wishing for better because it's frustrated and jealous and maybe tired of not having what I should be having. 🥺
I'm so frustrated lately. I hunger for more money for more fruit of life. I want more hours with work. I want more money. I want to go abroad. I want to do more.
Do more with my favourite person, my Mrs and take her nice places and treat her to good meals. I want more so badly. It's driving me mad, it's irritating me, angering me, it's frustrating me.
Makes me sad and feel left out to not have income and not do something, anything. I have bills to pay. Family members I wish to pay back for their time and for still giving me a roof over my head and food and water and electricity. I want to do more, I want to be successful. I want to help others and get a sense of feeling accomplishment.
Getting cabin fever stuck at home, I'm itching to do more. What more can I do, I'm applying for other work. Done online course recently for SEN Teaching and Autism Awareness. I wanna do more heavy lifting in the gym, I wish I had my own machines and equipment at home.
This too shall pass but for now I am venting my frustration in the ever lasting lack of employment hours and lack of money and the rising costs of living.
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Sunday, 2 June 2024
Men's Mental Health Month
Monday, 2 October 2023
Late Night Ramblin's Vol9- Life October 2023
Monday, 5 June 2023
Only The Good Die Young - Original Lyrics/Poem - Sjones
A young man down on his luck lost in the fray,
It's a ludicrous display of those in higher power,
Taking the poor's money, pushing the common folk lower,
What a terrible thing to do, it turns around your day,
They say stop, smile and hey, have you had 5 today?.
It's ok to feel alone and lost in the shuffle,
Only few know their life's purpose,
Many don't make it past 60,
Only the good die young,
Behold a distraught man, He has no plan,
He lost his life, thanks to the divorce from his wife,
Feeling no longer like he could go on,
Out of money, game over, would you like to continue,
It's ok to feel alone and lost in the shuffle,
Life is chaotic, manic, it's a struggle,
Many don't make it past 40,
Only the good die young,
Another head hangs low,
Behold another one lost without a soul,
He's blue, she's new, was it fate or destiny,
To spare you the long story,
It was not to be, he shot his shot and she hit his gut,
It's ok to feel alone and lost in the shuffle,
Only a few know their life goals and how to hit them,
Many don't make it past 30,
Only the good die young,
Pay attention, listen up, here's a man down on his luck,
Not born into wealth but born into hell,
His home broken where he dwells,
Abused, neglected and left alone to die,
He stands before you with a single tear falling from his eye,
It's ok to feel alone and lost in the shuffle,
when life's a struggle, take control, have a stroll,
Many don't make it past 20
Only the good die young,
Young men, lost, scared and confused,
Sign up to the army, one and all,
Drafted, ordered against their will,
Over the top, their leaders cry,
While men young and old are led astray to die.
It's ok to feel lost in the shuffle and all alone,
This is not the war you signed up for,
Many never make it out or back alive,
Only the good die young, only the lucky survive.
The male suicide rate is on the up,
Don't be a statistic, talk it out,
The voices lie, it's all in your head,
You are not better off dead,
Only the good die young it is said.
Thursday, 13 April 2023
A Year Has Come To Pass
13/04/22
Sunday, 2 April 2023
I have been there (original poem) BY SJones
I have been there
The bottom of a hole
I have been there
Feeling worthless
I have been there
Pushing everyone away
I have been there
Laying on the cold floor
I have been there
Stared down the bottom of a barrel
I have been there
Stuck in a hurricane of negative thoughts
I have been there
Crippled unable to move
I have been there
Depression, I know it's name
Because I have been there.....
Monday, 27 February 2023
I won't be you! - Original song/poem by Sjones
I thought we were through with this?,
It's the same old story, with a different twist,
Stop being pushed around,
Push them back!,
I hear you, (yeah!),
I see you, (yeah!),
But I won't be you! (no!)
I hear you, I see you, I won't be you!
Stop resisting and let me take control,
I won't let them beat us down, (no!),
It's time now to set me free,
Wake up and face your destiny!,
For too long you have suppressed me,
In return, you have lashed out uncontrollably,
Your bodies bloodied and bruised,
Come on now and light this fuse!,
I hear you, (yeah!)
I see you, (yeah!)
But I won't be you!, (no!)
Stop resisting and let me take control,
I won't let them beat us down, (no!),
It's time now to set me free,
Wake up and face your destiny!,
What will happen when the voices stop,
Who will I become when I black out,
You hear me, you see me, and now you sleep, for now I'm here to make history!,
I'm giving out the beatings and breaking bones,
Now that I'm free you will rule this day,
I am awake and you are history!
Friday, 6 January 2023
THE 500TH BLOGPOST!
Tuesday, 6 December 2022
Walk A Day In My Shoes
*****WARNING! THIS IS A VERY SERIOUS AND TRIGGERING BLOG POST! THIS POST TALKS ABOUT GRIEF, DEPRESSION, MENTAL HEALTH, AND SUICIDAL THOUGHTS! READ AT YOUR OWN CAUTION!*****
Well I will tell you the truth, It's because my head is noisy, and I cannot control the tornado of voices of heavy negativity in my head. The voices will be mine or a version of me or even worse, the voices will be of loved ones or former lovers and them telling me stupid things or my mind remembering memories or certain things being triggered and then my mind is playing the moments or conversations over in my head.
"You control your own mind, not it controlling you" - See that? That's a good statement, for the strong-minded or strong-willed. That sentence or telling someone to think about something else, a happier time just does not work. Words or actions don't work all the time. Distractions such as video games or books or movies or music will only ever last so long because when you need to switch all off and settle to sleep, no matter how many times you close your eyes and listen to the silence that it can become too noisy and too flashy with its negative or even scary images that flash in the darkness of your eyelids to keep you awake.
You know, keeping me awake and driving me insane lately is just trying to figure myself out and what I am doing and hell that stupid interrogation like question of "Who are you?". Who am I? I know my name and I know what kind of manners and heart I have or have had. I tend to be kind, caring, loving, soft, emotional, sensitive, smart, funny, polite and self-less.
The past 4 years all that has remained to me is the pain. Pain from giving so much of myself for someone else to try and make and even, to keep them happy. The pain from rejection and broken up with, pain from being stone walled, guilt-tripped and used. Unrequited love pain. I see memories and I hear voices of past conversations and moments and some are just ones that may seem nice or like they don't matter or mean anything, but I guess they did to me, and they bring me anger from the pain. There's regretful pain, there are things I should have said or done sooner or realised much quicker. I should have turned my heart off and my love of giving and of trying to help someone and make them happy or laugh. If I had turned off those amazing beautiful qualities of mine, well that would not have been me, would it?
Who am I again? Am I this hot headed, cold blooded, anger fuelled real life Doom Slayer? Or am I the Big Friendly Giant?
So much pain.....so much ANGER! How can I be expected to live with all this that I harbour within my soul?
Where else does this pain come from? A good question to ask me, and I am not in any circumstances writing or saying all this for sympathy or views or anything trivial, I am explaining as best I can all of what goes on and through my head and the pain behind these dull eyes and big smile.
The pain of losing a child and then my Nan was swirling within me and of course actual lockdown kicked off, and I was angry and resting and hating so much from the government to myself and to the world. My nan had a quiet send off as opposed to a big gathering because my Nan deserved to have been seen off with so many people because so many knew her and loved her. I hate how the government told us we could not do what we wanted even though they were doing as they please. I hated how my then Mrs could not be there with me for the funeral and the fact we had a stupid fight days before causing her to shut off and not talk to me for days. How fucking childish can people be?
A month or so after losing my nan, my dad had a heart attack and was rushed to hospital and I never fucking seen him for months. That was so scary. God, it was so shitty! I was worrying every single fucking day about him and fearing the worst news every day, EVERY SINGLE DAY! He was ok though.
Anyway, how are you feeling reading all this? Knowing my story so far? I feel shit right now, Is this what it feels like to heal? To cry and to bleed your soul out telling strangers your story?
We continue onwards to life in August 2020, I lost my Grandad. My Grampa. He passed away to me, it was so unexpected because he was in hospital for an infection and drs or nurses my family phoned every day to tell us that he was OK and then just rang us one day and said "sorry Roy has passed away" like WHAT?! HOW!? I was angry at the drs and nurses and that hospital in general I feel like they had lied to us and I never got to see him or tell him how much I loved him also. God-damn it, I was mad, I was so angry and again the hate was strong. How could I be happy any more that year? Why did the lord decide to take so much from me in 2020?
The ptsd, guilt, regret, pain and anger I feel is insane to deal with added on from all the grief.
Do you know I have torn muscled and broken bones too among the past 4 years. I have also lost 5 stone and of course sadly due to horrible events put weight back on too. I have amassaed many grey hairs from top of my head to my toes for god sake ahaha. See I gots my humor still.
We don't truly know what goes on in people's minds do we? Isn't that scary?
Would you have believed me, If I told you that I was ok? Will you believe me now when I tell you I am ok So do you get what it's been like in my head for the past 4 years? Do you understand me better? Do you know how this feels? Does this meet your vibe checks? Do I need professional help? You tell me.
What happens now?
Not sure entirely, BUT I will continue to fight this shit with all my might for as long as there is kickass music in the world and good worlds to escape to in the form of games, anime and films. I know by sharing all this and posting it that, I wont be looked at the same way or I will be talked about because this is a lot!
I am only posting this to raise awareness to mental health and suicidal thoughts and on grief.
Please do not discuss these details in any negative manner or spread it like lies and ill talked rumors. You are knowing this information to simply raise awareness to pass on to others to let them know how struggles are real and they are not alone in feeling any or all of what I have touched on and talked about with my mental health and struggles. Before you judge me, walk a day in my shoes. Thanks for your help here. :)
Thank you for listening/reading.
This has certainly been tough and I appreciate your time and effort to go through this.
Wednesday, 4 May 2022
Mood Today (original poem, lyrics, story) by Sjones
About how I am doing and my mood today,
Quiet and fine,
Inside my mind,
It's not so silent,
Violent,
My anger and frustrations,
Surviving is a riot,
There's not many that know, all who go,
Chasing dreams over a colourful rainbow,
This too goes to show,
My mind is singing, while the exterior is quiet,
Everyone's asking, are you okay?, how are you today?,
I smile and sit in silence,
I'm okay or at least I say,
I'm not really sure what to say, of how I am really doing on this day,
Numbness and sadness underneath my clouds,
It hasn't rained in days, this sight's profound,
They all say, little do they know,
That can't quite be,
Done,
I'm having fun,
Living my life distracting myself,
My emotions I cast aside and set up on a shelf,
As I'm living and breathing trying to forget someone else,
Memories are nice but bring pain,
Of a heart break that feels like yesterday,
It's been a while now and I still feel empty and drained,
Missing a part of me even though I am not in pieces,
Physically,
Mentally maimed,
My heart is locked away underwater in a locker titled,
Davey,
Which will give up first I often wonder,
Heart, soul or mind which will be the first to go under,
Life is something I always ponder,
What came before, what comes after,
Ok I say,
I feel like I'm dying, Is there any wonder,
Why?,
With all these words in my head,
I'm overflowing with all this existential dread.
Friday, 22 May 2020
Mental Health Awareness poem
Thursday, 21 May 2020
Triggered - Poem/Lyrics original
My hands shake, tremendously,
I have the urge, the urge to strike,
Such mighty need, will i fulfil it,
What will it take, to tear the anger apart,
Triggered, again by insecurities,
Triggered, again by jealousy,
Triggered, again by over expecting,
Triggered, again by withholding
Triggered, by how i am feeling,
With gut at unease, rage soars,
My blood is pumping, exceptionally,
Hands clenched, knuckles crack,
What's the first thing to get smacked,
Triggered, again by insecurities,
Triggered, again by envy,
Triggered, again by past,
Triggered, unable to cope
With the room spinning,
My ears start ringing,
The eyes are blacking out,
No one is safe, not even myself,
Am i becoming a monster,
Am i becoming that which i am not,
Triggered, The rage consumes my skin,
Triggered, I'm burning from within,
Triggered, My body is trembling,
Triggered, Blackouts causing memory gaps,
Forgive me for i have sinned,
I lost control, I became that which i promised i am not,
I controlled, i obsessed, i stepped out of line,
Boundaries were crossed, Lives were at risk,
Mentally unsafe, triggered, now i plead insanity.
Friday, 24 April 2020
Random Ramblin's 40 - WHAT?! CORONA LOCKDOWN!
Each time i think or say it cannot possibly get any worse, it does something happens and makes me breakdown uncontrollably and cry or feel angry or frustrated. The most dangerous thing right now in all this lock-down is being locked inside our minds with the negative thoughts.
We all need to take care and go gentle on ourselves!
It's fucking insane!
Only thing good about the Corona-apocalypse is the memes.
People need to stop hoarding items mind you and stop lighting grass fires and stop fly tipping!
I will be bright as a diamond again soon!
Remember to stay shiny!
Tuesday, 24 March 2020
R.I.P. Nana Jones


