Who do you trust to listen to you and your loss?
In an anxious mental health slip, I decided the best thing I could do was strip my day back to bare minimum.
How could I still be listening out, just in case Mum needed me?
Grief has taught me to appreciate people when they are still alive! ~ Thank you so much to Zet Ar for this submission. I do believe the…… Read more “As Told By Zet Ar”
Now I am faced with life after Mum. Life without Mum, with myself, a stranger, who still bases their decisions on what their Mum would do.
Do I care about the people on there, or do I simply find it comforting? The stroking of my phone as I scroll, and the big red heart that comes up when I press like? I put it down, gasping for air.
Our true love ran deep
Cascading over hidden rocks
I am looking forward to the photography opportunities, the cold wind and then being cosy and warm indoors. 🤍
Before, roller skating meant the art of learning to love myself without having to aim for perfection, and now it is about freedom and healing. When I am skating, I can be whoever I need to be, feeling anything I need to feel.
Shrunken shoulders, bent in pain
Sadness and tears unrestrained
Bring forth whispers of your name