Mum messaged me this afternoon telling me how she couldn’t stop crying because she missed him. For forty-five minutes on my bus this morning, I couldn’t stop crying because of how much I missed him. I cried again then because of how much I missed her. I couldn’t stop crying because for the first time in a long time I felt lonely. And like every other year since 2008, I was back in the ICU lost and alone.
I don’t want to be just an option for people to swipe yes or no to. But being wanted felt bloody damn good, and no, it’s not the solution but it feels like a step towards finding the solution.
Heartbreak can be as liberating as it is painful. For the most part, I am okay because I have been distracted. It begins to get tough when I am alone and staring at silence storm its fist at me.
It’s been a month since my 365 project with 11 more to go. It has been bittersweet so far for so many reasons. What is mostly liberating can also sometimes limit you. I hoped that this would help me grow, and it has. But some days, like today, it feels like an obligation. It feels…… Continue reading Day 30 – Turn the page
My hands are still trembling from doing the exact opposite of what I intended to do. I booked my first solo trip for a week to Tasmania. OH-MY-GOD, YES, I DID!
I just wanna feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste
What now? I just can’t figure it out
What now? I guess I’ll just wait it out