The One

Everyone has one person
One person to keep them going
Someone to tell them to get up,
Wipe their eyes
If only just for them
Get up
Try again
So that I know
That I can always get up too
If only
If only,
Just for you

 Tiyler James

Depression

 Hey! My name's Tiyler and I'm clinically depressed.

 I don't think most people really understand what it's like, or how scary it is to be told you're mentally ill. Guys, it fricken sucks. Before you can help someone who is depressed, you have to understand what we go through every day.

 1. We loose the ability to function
 we can't just get out of bed and do our school work and laugh and smile and say everything is just fine and dandy. We just can't.

 2. We feel unloved
 "No one cares about me" "No one want's me around" are a couple of things that went through my head every minute of every day. Who can live like that?

 3. We feel hopeless
 "I'll never get better" "I'll always be useless" We don't believe we're going to get better, and we don't think we can. In my head, It was over. I was going to be like this the rest of my life. I can see a light at the end of the tunnel now, and I don't hear a train (as I have so many times before).

 These are just a few things I faced everyday. I was just so tired and I wanted it to be over. I'm not all better yet. as a matter of fact just a month ago I was in serious danger of being hospitalized. But I'm on my way!

 What you can do to help people like me:

 Love, love, love.
 Before you can do anything, prove that you can love someone so broken. Smile at them everytime you see them. Not a pity grin, a real smile just to say you're happy and there's something left to be happy about. Hugs are awesome and a great way to show love. If you're romanticaly involved with the person you want to help, cuddles and kisses are the bomb.

 Just show you care and you love them. 

 You're awesome,
                               Tiyler

Uhh… Chickens?

 Hey! My name's Tiyler and I live 20 minutes away from the closest town, I'm home schooled, and I have chickens. Yeah, that's right.

   Chickens.

      That like, lay eggs and run around the yard.

 It's my mom's fault. Well… mine too. Mostly mine really. See… about a year ago I was OBSESSED with country life. Looking back I was dumb, but I didn't know it at the time of course. Anyway, I wanted chickens, goats, the whole deal. And I got lucky. Really lucky. I got my mom on board and we convinced my dad we should move into the country, and it happened. One year ago inmature little Tiyler convinced her parents to get chickens.

 Now, I like it out here. The (weeping) stars are so bright, there are horses outside my bedroom window, I'm living my childhood dream. And it's wonderful. I don't get to see my friends as often as I'd like, I have to go out and take care of chickens every morning; but I have the stars, I have room to breathe, and I have poultry.

You're awesome.

                                Tyiler

I'm an Artist and I'm Willing to Bet, You Are Too!

 Hey! My name's Tiyler, and I'm an artist.

 No, I've never made any money on a painting, I've never published a book, I've never even entered a sketch in a contest. But I'm still an artist.

 Being an artist has nothing to do with making a living. Very few professional artists do. The only thing that makes a semi normal person an artist, is beauty. If you make the world better, I'd consider you an artist. That's all art is anyway: something beautiful. Wether it be running a company, or brushes and canvas, you're an artist. If you put a smile on a stranger's face, you're an artist.

 So go!
         
               Make art!

 Make drawings!

               Make smiles!

 Make beauty!


 Go.
         Make the world a better place.


YOU! Are awesome.

                                      Tiyler