creative writing, mental health, Uncategorized

Tick, tick (the unspoken)

Tick, tick- Two years since I knew something wasn't right, I knew- just not what. I thought I deserved it. Deserved what? What was wrong? Two years since I cried, I cried, I cried until my sadness, my hatred turned to sheer emptiness- a void (where a whole heart should have been). You were my… Continue reading Tick, tick (the unspoken)

mental health, personal

The self care game (an ode to poor mental health)

I'm not so sure that if the fire alarm in my block of flats had gone off at 11am this morning, I'd have ever got up. Even when the alarm bells rung (it was bloody loud and annoying, and not good for a PTSD sufferer negatively influenced by loud noises on the daily), it took… Continue reading The self care game (an ode to poor mental health)