It Is Not Me


Living life like it is not my own, loving you like you are the only one. Leaving the world behind for you where I was safe and sound, letting go of the unknown.

Learning slowly it is about you and not me, reading your face like the filter is gone. Opened a chapter I do not want to read. But I know it is the only way for me to get out of this  safe and sound.

The sounds are so familiar, volume up high. Like the doves in the sky, I feel small like a crow. Not being able to reach out for your soul.

The lake opens up and I go under the familiar situations are weighing me down. Silence keep us distance, what am I suppose to know? Leaving it all behind like a world unknown.

Feeling like a ghost in my own town, where I rule away I was someone but yet no one on my own. Wanting to end my breath, I know I can do this on my own.

But punishing myself is too low, just standing in the doorway watching alone. It is like a car crash, going bad and then I die because there is no escaping this on my own.

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Love,

Any Bryde

Will You Ever Understand


I want to be someone, like the people I see on the streets. But my life is not like that. I live with a broken mind, a mind with another reality.

I wish I was like you, like you, looking and feeling “normal”. Not being sick, sick from my own thoughts. Not having a mental state of mind.

But there is a life and it is unfair. The card has been dealt and I got all the bad ones. But I do not mean being out of control.

Still I smile, and you see me thinking like you. “Normal”, but I am a broken soul. My mind is reprogrammed, like another reality as a TV-show.

So I write and sing this song, maybe someone will understand. But I doubt that you do, this experience is not for us all. You have to go through it yourself. It is the beating heart of love that is keeping me going on.

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Love,

Any Bryde

To Fall In Love Six Feet Under


I fall in love with the same man every day, more and more, like it is a drug, but something that makes me feel good, a better me. Of course there are ups and downs, but when the heart beats and sing the same tune, it wants and you have to follow it. My mind is not right, but I try, work harder with this than you know, I am ill. Mental illness is like a devil, having Bipolar, Borderline, Dissociative and a few more it is a struggle. I do forget things, do things I do not remember and move stuff around, like hiding them for myself. I am fighting this every day and it is exhausting. I sometimes wonder if I will come out on the other side? And I took my bulimia again….

 

But the love inside my heart, beats hard for this man. We both have a past, but it is what it is. We know we belong together, there is nothing that will stop me from fighting this fight and I intend to win. To capture his love, heart and soul, show him that I am worth having by his side. As for me and my brain, I am not crazy, I just have a few diagnoses that make me different from other people. I wish it could be removed, but medicine and pills keep me in check, a place where i am closer to myself than for years. So I know loving me and being with me is not easy, but believe me when I say I try to I know you try. We are soul mates, we click like I have never done before. We have our moments, but I always miss him when he is not here and I love him more than life itself.

 

I am not a perfect person, far from, but I do my best and I hope you see this. you people on the streets, looking at me. I am not weird, strange or so different. On the outside, I look “normal”, but this illness is not visible, it is the invisible chronic pain and voices twirling around in my head. I do not know what is wrong with me, but apparently there is a huge mistake being me, there is nothing I can do right. I fail, I really believe I am a burden, and should not be on this earth. I belong six feet under.

 

But what do i do when he is saying we’re not in sync, is it all me or is it something that is not right. People leave me when we should talk, trying to bring the trust back in a relationship. I am sick, but it is not my fault. I feel alone in this world, always. I love with my heart and soul, but it is on its way to be broken, my spirit is gone. last night I took eight sleeping pills and two Valium, nothing knocks me out, it just make me sleep. I do not want to wake up anymore, I am tired and exhausted of this life. I really do not know what to do anymore, I break when you leave. I get that you need air, but it is always so dramatic. And that is not my style, I am a calm, mentally ill person. I live with these illnesses and sometimes I cannot control it. I hate it, I would change my life for not having these diagnoses. But I am born bipolar, what can I do? Borderline and dissociative follow me everywhere, but I really do not think anyone understand s me.

 

Love,

Any Bryde

My Life Is Not Only Me


Every time when I wake up I just want to go to sleep again. My life it’s all in the shadow of the illness that we live with, we will never find the piece if you don’t let us be the person we are supposed to be, sometimes I feel so lost my. And the Wendelin I been living in it’s not real into people who I thought were hair for me just left. So alone in the shadows and in the light but still there’s still someone who cares for me. We love, we share, we cry and we care and that’s what it is all about the unconditionally love that we spread all around. Let the people in your life that you care and love them so they don’t have to go around and think about it.

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I’m seeing people who I know needs help, but I can’t do that this time. I want to and in my dreams they show me that I should, but still I have to take care of myself this time. Because if I don’t do that no one will, the people we do things for doesn’t see it and just demands more. To Love someone that’s broken takes a lot of you, but the person you then love will give you buy your love multiply by infinity. We, the broken ones do not judge, we don’t lie, we then worked you with bad words, we only shine, because we want to best for you no matter what. We only want you to be happy because then that is when we are happy. But no one sees our sorrow, now I see our pain in the endless darkness that we have to go through almost every day just to get up, just to breathe and stay alive. There is a looking our eyes that difference us from other people, we are difference, we look at the world different, our eyes doesn’t see the same us as yours. That we are so lucky to see a beauty in everything around us, from the pumping colors on the trees to the white and the blue skies and over the sea. With transparent cover is just something you have to tear down. I know it’s hard but we manage, the only thing that you can do is to be a friend. My life is not only mine, I know the vibrations of the universe, so this time I’m leaving it all up to they universe and I’m asking you fulfill my dreams and don’t let people starve. Everybody needs to be taken care of we all have something deep inside that needs and want connections, but as someone said on YouTube no one wants relationships or connections anymore. They are too busy with themselves and how much money they are making.The world has become a place where you rule if you have a lot of money, and if you don’t your society will put you down on the bottom of the triangle you don’t mean nothing. And that hurts.

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My heart is broken now more than ever my inner self is crushed and I don’t know why. I feel like I’m going more and more crazy so I don’t want a lot of people around me, but still I want people. I cannot get anything then because I sleep all the time, I should have been at my doctor today and the Nav office but I have no energy. My life right now, my body right now, feel so empty and heavy this feeling is really unpleasant and all I want to do is sleep and I know what have to do things. So I don’t know anymore right now I just don’t know, so I will probably just try to survive the next weeks.

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Love,

Any Bryde