I don’t think people realize chronic illnesses can kill just as readily as the terminal ones. Their quality of life just gets so bad they suicide. So, yeah, I nearly died this past year (pro tip: “When you are going through hell, keep going.” ~ Churchill). The biggest tragedy is when strong, emotionally competent people … More When the Strong Break
Threads of thought tangled tight in my chest. Pain in taunt chords, keeps me from sleep. I search for the pill that will start their loosening. A remedy of peace, for my life, in pieces. I read a story about a man with a zit. He asked the doctor: “What do I do?” “Let it … More Sohbet – Insomniatic
How many drugs does it take to stop the thinking? What sedative will still this soul? The nights are long; the stories in my head are short. Sadness in loops, feeding back to sadness. Short circuts, shortcircuting my sleep. I read a story about a man with a zit. Asked the doctor: “What do I … More Sohbet – insomnia, festering
There were a pair of spruce trees in my neigbourhood, grew up side by side, entwined. The wind storm last fall took one down, and the remaining one, having spent decades growing in a shared space, stands now with an implied emptiness of the tree fallen. A space made up of places where branches used … More Standing Strong
No zombie love installment tonight. Something else needed to come out: * * * He’s dying. Not imminently, but he’s at the end of his days. “I’m worn out.” he says often these days; especially after folding back into bed after the 20 minute shuffle just to get to the bathroom and back. He sleeps … More Day 53 – useless
Valerie Roney 