I still have those negative feelings and emotions, but I put them into working hard at university, exercising and socialising. … More My Struggle with Self-Harm.
Heart break is a consequence of growing up. A symptom of being a human being.
Your recovery is wholly dependent on yourself, and no one can take away the pain you have whilst going through it. … More Putting Recovery First.
I was up the stream, I had no paddle, I had no way to get back… yet, to me, I was doing pretty well. I was still floating, who cared if I would never reach land again? … More Why 2018 has NOT been my year… so far, anyway.
I haven’t blogged for a while. Scratch that. I haven’t written anything for a while. I used to find the idea of writing what I felt down, to be sort of therapeutic. It was the way I worked out what was happening. I used it to untwist what was happening in my head. However, writing … More Personal Pieces: 2017 has started as such a difficult year.
Call me haunted, say that I used to flaunt it so much that I didn’t even know I had it. I call it my secret, for me to know, for my friends to keep, for my lover to sew into my skin. It lies so deep below, it appears every now and then, I tell … More I am Haunted (Spoken Word).
I find the society we live in today to be a strange one. And, current situations and affairs have made me slightly irate. I never have understood why other peoples past seems to matter than what other people have gone through. I mean, let me tell you this… No one has it easy in this … More I hurt, I have a past… but so does everyone else.
I am an addict, I find myself tragic, Lonely, but downright magic. I’m addicted, to something so good that it hurts, it burns at my insides, tears at my bones, keeps me moaning through the cold nights. I wish I wasn’t addicted, that I wasn’t so ridiculous, but then I’d be boring, what they always … More I am an Addict (Spoken Word).
I’m going to start a new section called Personal Pieces. It will be me just talking about everything I think needs talking about. I’m sick of people not discussing certain things and we won’t push them under the carpet anymore. As someone who is now 20, which is scary to say in itself, I have … More Personal Pieces: Self Harm.
I sometimes find myself wondering. I wonder where we’ll be in five years, and whether the world will still turn. I wonder what lies before me, awaiting time, hoping that my last breath isn’t tonight. I wonder whether religion will exist, and if heaven is for me or hell. I wonder if death will hurt, … More I Wonder (Spoken Word)