Why is gift receiving such a uncomfortable experience? As another year has passed, another dot on my existence, Another reminder that I still sit today in this world. Another Christmas gone by, I once again question life, Everything I do, questioned, every moment, Currently, I only want to create a good memory, Yet its so… Continue reading gift receiving
Tag: fear
Laying in bed, stating into the darkness, sleep no longer a option, Curled up under the duvet, praying sleep to come, I watch the shadows dancing in the moonlight. Anxiety starts to kick in, my tummy doing back flips, I feel sick. My mind starts to play games,You deserve this, if you hadn't have done… Continue reading
A Mask
A hand over my mouth and nose, Forcing my mouth shut, forcing me to swallow,A hand over my mouth and nose, My breath laboured, I couldn't swallow, the tears fell, I tried to kick out, but a small child against an adult I had no choice, Swallow or lose the chance to breathe once again,… Continue reading A Mask
London
A memory that sits strong in my mind, a flash back that has happened more then one time, a moment that lives blurred but strong in a time of confusion. A moment with no strong timeline, I ask bare with me as I blog this memory, my first of this style, this is so hard,… Continue reading London
From Dreams to Nightmares
Sleep isn't a friend that visits much, unsettled nights flitting between dreams and nightmares, each as bad as the last, many related to people of past but never re-walking a memory. Yet last night my mind played a new one on me, a nightmare worse then I can recall for many a time, a nightmare… Continue reading From Dreams to Nightmares
I am just me
I don’t share my story to seek assiduity, I don’t show my wounds to seek solace. I seek solitude, I know my path, I am soon to walk that path, I chose to share my journey for nothing more than to remind those who have forgotten, I am a person with a heart, a person… Continue reading I am just me
When is a truth a truth or a lie?
As a child you get told to tell the truth. It's something I try and teach my children every day, truth and respect, I have learnt to tell when they are lying, from this they have 2 chances to turn it round to the truth or discipline comes down hard, very rarely has it come… Continue reading When is a truth a truth or a lie?
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