Take care of your sister,
You were just sad she wasn’t a mister,
Treating her like a boy,
Calling her names and sapping her joy.
Read More »When My Life Became Blue.
Tag: mental health
Pneumonia
Some weeks ago I was sent to the hospital due to my body not recovering from COVID-19 after twelve weeks of symptoms.
Being in the COVID ward was hard enough, surrounded by people who were struggling to take a breath.
After many tests, the doctor was able to tell me that COVID had given me pneumonia, with no underlying conditions.
Read More »Covid-19
I don’t know why I haven’t shared my experience with COVID-19 yet, I think it’s because it was all so real for me when this started.
My partner travels all around the country for work, so it was always going to be brought into this house, and I was always going to catch it.
It started and ended with mild symptoms in my other half, it didn’t seem that nasty to me, I thought if this is what I’m in for it can’t be that bad?
Read More »The tale of Scatter Brain Jane
Scatter Brain Jane has something wrong inside,
Her head is a giant jumble that she tries to hide,
As you pass by her outside on the street,
She looks so normal as she smiles to greet.
Read More »The High That Comes After The Crushing Low
Many of you may have experienced this short time in which you feel truly fortunate to have gotten through the worst part of your condition, it’s almost as if the sheer act of feeling less horrible causes a light to shine in the darkness.
These tiny moments are enough for me to hope that one day this feeling will last longer, that one day the anxiety and depression inside me will slowly begin to fade until bad days are few and far between.
Boredom.
Recently I’ve been feeling rather down, it seems the change in season has truly won this round, I have absolutely no motivation to do anything, and then today it hit me.
That’s Great
Still, I Plummet
The world revolves around the sun,
Winter, Spring, Summer, now Autumn has come,
Season’s change and I still think of you,
My purpose in life is now askew.
I try so very hard to put on a smile,
A laugh as I pretend not to think for a while.
Underneath I feel like I could explode,
But only I know the disarm code.
Friday the 13th
As a child I was very superstitious; never utter the phrase “Bloody Mary,” in the mirror, never step on a crack, and always look out for danger on Friday the 13th because it will find you.
Looking back my imagination fed my anxieties, every time a mirror was in front of me I saw what would happen if I uttered that phrase, and going to school on Friday the 13th meant monsters hid around every corner.
12 Months
It has been a year since my last miscarriage, tests from Tommys keep being pushed back every few months, in this time I have kept hoping that we will find the problem but after a year it’s being to feel hopeless.
I’m another year older than I was, another year with terrible mental health, and I honestly feel that I have achieved nothing. That’s not true, however, so I thought I’d list my achievements none the less.
Deserted
I’ve been adrift for a long time,
Without any reason or rhyme,
Deserted amongst the normal,
Wearing jeans to a black-tie formal.Read More »
