Shadows…….. Continue reading “Fifty Five – Shadows 2”
I wasn’t, am still not, quite sure what to title this post.
For the point isn’t, 90 days (or tomorrow that would be 3 months), but, all that it means. I’m not quite sure what I think about it. Or, I do know what I think, it’s just a whole lot of contradictions, which, isn’t surprising considering that everything is always a contradiction. Continue reading “Seventy: Ninety days”
The sun. This wouldn’t necessarily be a reason if there were no such thing as winter, and freezing cold.
I was in pain yesterday and didn’t know what to do about it. I mean, it was hurting! For something to register enough as pain – that I actually name it as such – it has to hurt a damn lot. Continue reading “Sixty Nine: The sun”
This post could be triggering to read.
Self harm. I guess I’m writing this post as one day when I was thinking about self harming I decided to write a post with my reasons why not. Now, I just want to put down what I think, and see where it takes me. Continue reading “Self harm. My thoughts at the moment.”
I decided to write to myself.
Just breathe. This, too, shall pass. It’s hard at the moment. Overwhelming. And, it’s okay, you’re okay. I know it may seem otherwise. Listen to the side that wants what is best. Listen to the side that cares. Continue reading “LTM: Random”
I am not sure why I am finding this moment hard. It’s pretty obvious why – I need sleep.
The quote set as my featured image – go as long as you can and take another step used to be my motto. Just another step. Just another breath. This too shall pass. Continue on….
What helps you continue on?
I am sitting here wanting to cry. I am touched. In a random country trying to buy something from a vending machine. I have the currency but not in a form the machine would accept. Some random guy asks me what I want, buys it for me, Continue reading “Sixty Six: People who give”
I usually live completely in my own head. It’s as though I live on a parallel universe to the world. Mixing metaphors here, but, it’s like the universe is travelling on one train track and I am on my own train on the track next to it. I see what happens in the other train through the windows but I am on my own train. Continue reading “Sixty Five: Being present”
I can hear people’s thoughts to this one. What? Scars? A reason to live? Yeah. They are. I’ve scars. Because of the way I dress most of them aren’t visible. When I go to the beach there are some that I wouldn’t be covering up (well, when I go to the beach in the summer). They’re a part of me. Whether I like it or not. I can choose to give it meaning. Either positive, or negative.
This post is for T – thank you.
It’s been 3 months since I started this blog. Actually, it was 3 months yesterday to be exact. When I started it I don’t know what I expected. I don’t think I really thought I’d be here still. Continue reading “Update: 3 months since I’ve started this blog”
I can’t sleep. I woke up after a couple of hours of sleep. Been lying in bed for a while listening to the pitter patter of the rain on the window panes. I can almost hear the puddles that are forming from the excess water that hasn’t yet anywhere to drain away to.
I was skyping AH and completely freaked out. I told him I did. Put down and immediately wrapped up and went for a walk. I don’t recall ever instinctively doing the right thing in such a situation. Doing what was best for me to do.