Give me a Break

There's so many types of exhaustion.  No one tells you that you can experience more than one at a time either. I am exhausted. That is the conclusion that I have come to every day for more than three years.  See, I did it again.  I say that it's been three years since I relapsed,... Continue Reading →

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I am Angry

I am angry because of the things I don't have nor ever had I am angry because the things that I did have, I never really had I am angry because I have been lied to or deceived I am angry because so many things were spoilt, even ruined I am angry because I am... Continue Reading →

Pieces

It's two in the morning and all I want to do is get out, go for a walk, find fresh air.  I want to clear my head, try to make sense of what I am feeling.  But I'm not feeling anything;  I am numb and empty.  And my body is too weak to go anywhere. ... Continue Reading →

... knitting is good for you! This is your brain on knitting - CNN.com.

Inside Out

~ Trigger Alert ~ Tall, skinny, fair ... I had it all.  The only problem was that those adjectives only applied in my family; anyone over five foot and less than a size eighteen qualified.  To the rest of the world, what was I?  What am I? I've always struggled to see myself from the... Continue Reading →

Life is a Seesaw

Looking back, I'm not entirely sure if I ever really enjoyed the seesaw; it was probably the biggest 'thrill' ride of the playground (those rusty, heavy roundabouts required a strong and enthusiastic being to go anything faster than a revolving display unit) but I've never been one for thrills.  (Or frills, for that matter).  There... Continue Reading →

And It All Ends in Tears

  I feel so guilty that I've struggled to write this update, it feels as if I'm admitting my criminal irresponsibility and negligence to the world.  And you know where to find me.  Did you know that it is a criminal offence to release either a hand reared or a casualty animal when it doesn't... Continue Reading →

Who Cares for the Carers?

Being a carer is something that I've written about before, about how it can be a much broader role than is first perceived, especially when we focus only on a professional home-help for the disabled or elderly.  Modern life likes things appropriately pigeon-holed and boxed but such attitudes rarely do justice to the reality nor... Continue Reading →

Commentary to Yesterday’s Back Story

I'm very tired this morning so I'm not sure if anything I write is going to make sense, just to warn you all, and I should really be cleaning the kitchen because it looks like a flour tornado has passed through there.  I don't think the flour can be blamed by itself because it only... Continue Reading →

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