A cool strip of light slides across my arm, searching for the hidden path of a vein. I feel the gentle press of the needle, then only a soft pull, as if the earth itself has drawn back. In that quiet pause, I remember her last breath: the pale room where hope once lingered, machines … Continue reading Rainfall in the Quiet Hours
Some lossesdon’t speak in words.They hum beneath the surface—in breath that catches for no reason,in the stillnesswhere your warmth used to live.It’s not even the heartbreakthat hurts the most.It’s the silencewhere you once were.The echo of your touchhaunting the edges of my skin.I miss the way being near yousoftened the world.The way your presencesteadied my … Continue reading Grief in the Body: The Ache for Closeness
There was someone I knew once, a long time ago. They were not born to the world as many are, at ease with the currents of society, but they learned to flow with it out of love. Love, you see, is a powerful teacher. It can make us tender and adaptable, as it did for … Continue reading Love, Loss, and Letting Go: The Painful Beauty of Impermanence
What will your life be like in three years? Didn't it used to be five years? Have we got less time to plan our lives? Who decided that one? I missed that memo.Mind you, I missed the one about five years ago. I think I might've been living rather than planning my life.How the hell … Continue reading Mysterious Tory
MENTAL HEALTH, DEPRESSION, GRIEF, TORIES This is a tale about a dear mate, won't spill the beans on their name or where they're from, 'cause this one's pretty personal. Let me just give you the lowdown without giving away any specifics.So, we're having a chinwag with LBC playing in the background. My pal had lost … Continue reading Lost Memories, Broken Hearts
I've got this mate, known 'em since forever. They're a quiet sort, bit on the spectrum, and not feeling too great.See, they've been wrestling with the blues, and it got even worse when they lost their partner of two decades to cancer. And here's the kicker, it all happened like a flash, and their partner … Continue reading Sympathy
My joy's a bit muddled by sorrow, you see. Those tears of happiness well up when I witness the brave British rescue services pulling drowning asylum seekers to safety, all the while defying the reckless government's orders.It's wise to teach your child what a fool looks like.I'd like to declare this isn't a war, but … Continue reading Crying out…
Many moons ago, I lost someone very dear to my heart. My friends and family, bless their souls, gradually drifted away, finding it increasingly challenging to connect with my words. Thus, I found myself alone with my son as my sole companion.As fate would have it, we soon found ourselves in lockdown, further isolating me … Continue reading Unveiling My Blogging Journey Through Loneliness: A Search for True Connection
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