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English Bulldogs! Creative Writing, 161 Reasons

English Bulldogs!

Hello, this is Tamara! And, this is Reasons, #161:

My son has the most adorable English Bulldog! His name is Thor. As I write this post, Thor has his cuddly head upon my lap, and he is lightly snoring. When he hears something outside, he raises his head, and sounds like a “train wreck” with his grunting and groaning. Ha haha! He makes me smile, laugh, and feel immensely grateful for life!

He has loose skin that hangs down from his face and neck, and a dense, muscular body that and is condensed into a perfect size. He is huggable, lovable, bratty, and magnificent!

I love Thor!

English Bulldogs, Creative Writing

Tamara Yancosky

Survival Mode!

Questions for this therapist 2

Last time I wrote this it was completely for myself to clarify what I was thinking – put it into some semblance of separation. My language on here recently really needs an upgrade! Whoops, I actually wrote elsewhere that I was going to close my laptop. I’ve closed that browser instead (there’s a tab I need to exit that I’m not ready to shut, so closing the window means it’ll come up when I open it – same as if I open the laptop, but it’s not open at the moment). I love how distractable I am! Continue reading “Questions for this therapist 2”

I wish I could have told you this before you killed yourself

A 16 year old girl in my community committed suicide the other day. I wish I could have spoken to her. I’m not sure if I’d know what to tell her. I’m not sure that there’s anything to say.

Dear ____ . Scrap the dear.

Hi.

If you’re reading this I’m guessing you’re suicidal. Have thought, are thinking of, suicide as a viable option. I know that place. Where the only option is to end your life in order to end the pain. It isn’t about ending your life I know. It’s about stopping the world. Getting off from a world you didn’t ask to be part of. Maybe that’s just how I see it. The train moving way too fast on the tracks, the tracks ending at a cliff, the train is going to hurtle down the cliff and you’re going to be shattered to pieces at the bottom. Or you can just get off the train of life. Continue reading “I wish I could have told you this before you killed yourself”

One Hundred and Fifty Eight: Broken phones

Broken phones. One Hundred and Fifty Eight. I broke my phone the other day. I know, it seems like a strange enough reason – breaking a phone. But yet there it is. Or here it is. Whichever you may. I dropped my phone on the road and I’m pretty certain it was driven over by cars. A really nice guy on a bike rang my phone for me and delayed himself by a few minutes whilst waiting for me to find my phone. Continue reading “One Hundred and Fifty Eight: Broken phones”

You matter: WATWB

Hey y’all. It’s the first January WATWB post!!! For those who haven’t been following, WATWB is about spreading kindness around the world. Looking for the good and sharing it. The world is full of negative news. You don’t have to look for it – it’s right there, in your face. WATWB – we are the world blogfest – is about posting something good from the news, once a month. You can join WATWB here. Continue reading “You matter: WATWB”

Therapy – looking back or going forward – what do you think?

I met this therapist on Tuesday. It was ____ too many words to actually be able to choose just one.

She said that in therapy you have to look back at all that happened to you and revisit it all.

I completely disagree. I think that there are so many people who think that in order to go forwards you have to go back. That you have to revisit everything that happened. And I think they’re wrong.

If you ask me, life is about moving forwards. Not back. Living with the reality. Living in the present. Continue reading “Therapy – looking back or going forward – what do you think?”

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