Betty reached into my soul and brought renewed vigour, emotions and memories out. Thank you, Tiffany McDaniel.
Tag: sleep
As Told By Cheryl
Time to prepare for his funeral/memorial service. Time to get his financial affairs in order. And even time to give in to anticipatory grief.
Dreams Are Like Angels
In my sleep, I descend the stairs and you rush past me, telling me to hurry up, people are downstairs and they are waiting for us. I’m confused, my jaw opening and closing like the door you just came through; swinging on its hinge at a loss at your presence.
The Bare Bones of Mental Health
In an anxious mental health slip, I decided the best thing I could do was strip my day back to bare minimum.
Reality Revisited: Insomnia
I would like a conversation, where we talk about life and living and what it all means. Maybe after, my brain will turn into liquid and drip into dreams.
Reality Revisited: Still.
How could I still be listening out, just in case Mum needed me?
Reality Revisited: In Sickness and In Health
It makes me feel bad that my family have had to look after me so much. I hate being a burden, boring and a frustration. I hate that they had to wake up in the night to help me with medicines or when I was throwing up.
As Told By Kelley
I wish he was here. Such is the nature of grief.
What I Learned From Living Alone
I wondered if it would be okay, me living alone. Waking up, cooking, watching TV. I was afraid I would be like that man from Up.
The Algorithm For Happiness (Part 2)
Promote growth wherever you can.