LeAnn Murch
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Happy Never After
Everyone anticipates a love story and the beauty of how it's created but nobody ever wants to hear the heartache that comes along with it. Sometimes love stories don't have happy endings. Sometimes those good moments are just that, moments but it's not always forever. Sometimes forever only last a few years or months or even days. Your forever may not be the same as my forever and in my case, forever is always a short amount of time.
By LeAnn Murch11 months ago in Journal
Never enough
It seems not being enough resonates with too many people. The moment someone shows any kind of interest you try to prove your worth to them. But you still end up failing because you're never good enough. You try to reach out wanting to explain how you're so perfect for them, baring your soul with every word that comes out. You still get left no matter how hard you try.
By LeAnn Murch11 months ago in Poets
Suicide, Not an Answer
I've thought about suicide more times than I can count and I've attempted it several times. Obviously I've never been successful with it but doesn't change the feeling I have of not wanting to be here anymore. I don't believe in an afterlife or religion, for that matter. I was raised by the Bible and went to church every Sunday. But traumatic events have opened my eyes that there's no such thing as God or an afterlife.
By LeAnn Murch3 years ago in Psyche
Dating
Oh how exciting it is to date in 2018 you don't even have to know a guys name to get a picture of his junk! Go on a date? Heck no, instead we Netflix and chill and by "chill" they mean go straight to sex while a movie plays in the background to cover up the awkward noises your body makes during intercourse.
By LeAnn Murch3 years ago in Humans
Being a Woman
Being a woman sucks, plain and fucking simple. Times have changed but not enough. Women are still the minority in this world. It goes men, children, the elderly, animals and then women. We come fucking last always, no matter what. This world is cruel and not made to have women in power.
By LeAnn Murch3 years ago in Viva
Social Introvert
Being a social introvert is where you desperately want to socialize and go out and be around lots of people but having crippling anxiety. It takes a lot of energy just to attend a social event so once you've gone out and socialized you need a couple weeks to recover. I'm constantly being told "oh but you're not shy." I've never said I'm shy, it just takes a lot of energy to interact with another person.
By LeAnn Murch3 years ago in Journal
Turning 30
I honestly never thought this day would come. I haven't quite imagined how my life would be up to this point. I guess I always figured I'd have my shit together and I would "feel" like an adult. But that is far from the reality. In fact I feel more like a child than I've ever felt before. As a kid I had tons of responsibilities and I was always on top of them. I always got my homework assignments done, I made sure my chores were always done before even being asked. I knew how to cook and do my own laundry at a young age. In high school I had a job and even paid my own phone bill and bought all my own clothes and school supplies. I was quite grown up if you ask me but now as an adult pushing 30 I've suddenly turned into a child needing their mommy to help them through this thing we all call life.
By LeAnn Murch3 years ago in Journal
Missing you
It's been a minute since I wrote, not knowing how to cope, dealing with the pain of losing you, trying to accept that you're gone feels so untrue. Lost in this world without your guidance, not knowing how to sit in silence, my head is spinning, my mind is a mess, all I can think about is the beginning. Laying in bed feeling overwhelmed with stress, missing your touch and the way you held me when I was sad. I'm so thankful for the time we had. It's been 6 years since you passed, I still haven't healed and don't think I ever will. The more time that passes the further away I feel from you. I have very few memories of you. I still remember the way that you sound and how you used to dance around. The lines on your face have started to blur, the smell of your hair has begun to fade, all I want to do is remember how you were. My heart feels as if it was sliced with a blade. This hurt is so real, I never could have imaged losing my mom and my best friend all in one. This pain cut so deep I'll never be able to heal. My life had just begun the moment you left and now all I wanna do is run. Run as far away as possible. Run from this pain, run from this hurt, run until I no longer feel. I just wish none of this was real. I want it to be a dream and eventually I'll wake up and you'll be here and it'll feel so surreal.
By LeAnn Murch3 years ago in Poets
Dear Mom
Our relationship started off super rocky. As a young child, I didn't know who you were and I would fantasy about who you were and what you did for a living. I always wondered what kind of life you had that would make you want to leave me for eight years and not come looking for me. When I finally did get to meet you and moved in with you my dreams were crushed. You were a horrible mother and I regretted ever finding you. I blocked out most of my childhood because it's a lot to take in.
By LeAnn Murch3 years ago in Families
31 years of living
The ups and downs I've faced over 31 years of living. Man the things I've learned and experienced, some people may never believe the things I've been through but they are all so very true. Majority of my childhood is blacked out because it was too painful to relive so I keep it buried deep inside me, I let little glimpses come out for the right people but not too much, just enough to understand me.
By LeAnn Murch3 years ago in Psyche