Nichole Nichole

Jul 1, 2024 | convowithnicholenichole.medium.com | Nichole Nichole

Finding Peace Within: A Short Poem on AnxietyDon't shame me for being anxious. It's a day-to-day battle. I'm frequently listening to psychobabble,To help me understand. I wish I could feel at ease and not worry or overthink things. How do I move in a busy world of loud voices and consistent judgment? My heart races, my mind wanders. That feeling at the pit of my stomach where I feel like an ant among elephants. Such an unpleasantness.

May 16, 2024 | convowithnicholenichole.medium.com | Nichole Nichole

I used to think older people were exaggerating when they would move slowly. Now it takes me a good minute to get out of bed. I used to think going to the store at 9 am on Saturday was too early. Now I'm checking to see what time stores open so I can be the first one in and out before the slow moving people who make me angry show- up. I used to think older women had way too many creams in their bathrooms. Now I'm the lady with all the skin creams in my bathroom.

May 15, 2024 | investigatetv.com | Nichole Vrsansky |Nichole Nichole

(InvestigateTV) — Heart disease is the leading cause of death for men and women in the U.S.The CDC reported in 2021 that nearly 700,000 people died from heart disease. Experts say there are steps you can take to help prevent heart disease and its complications. Reporter Nichole Vrsansky has insight from a nurse in Ohio who’s using her own experience to inspire healthy habits.

Aug 22, 2023 | convowithnicholenichole.medium.com | Nichole Nichole

A poem/SongEat Me Alive Don't let the stuff on the inside eat you alive, that's what they tell me. The pain, the anguish, my mind races and I can't go on some daysIts eating me alive on the inside (eat me alive) Its eating me alive on the inside (eat me alive) I suppress the doubt and chase the clout, but it still lives inside and eats me alive. No one ever told me about a feeling like this, not my mama, not my daddy, No One.

Jul 18, 2023 | convowithnicholenichole.medium.com | Nichole Nichole

#shortPoemSummer waysWith the summer gazeHearty summertimeNot for the weakEspecially when its looking bleak,Over the hazy horizon. But the adventurous youth love the summer,And the summer waysAfflicted summer daysThe slick bold ones jump,While watching the shy one's slump. Oh, those summer ways!When you're laughing and dancingIce cream cones and mosquito bitesRight on my ass!Running thru the lawn waterGrandma steady swinging the fly swatter.