Reducing the stigma around mental health
By Charlotte It’s been a few months since I last wrote anything and it’s not for lack of ideas! It’s a case of being too busy. What is love? So why am I talking about being overwhelmed with love? I think firstly I need to define love. There is familial Continue Reading
By Neil Hodge How could anyone love him? He looked in the mirror above the sink knowing the resultant reflection should scare him but reacting with complete indifference. He knew the person looking back at him only too well these days. Nothing shocked him. He didn’t think he had the Continue Reading
on, the words of pain | off, the tears when someone is there | on, the smile to a strange face | off, the past and present honesty…
I’m obsessed with the way you look at me when I smile. I’m obsessed with the way you hold me tight and wrap your arms around me, keeping me close.
The Christmas holiday period is a difficult time for many people, for a variety of reasons. Sending love and virtual hugs to everyone who needs them.
I started to tell people I was bisexual. I’d known for nearly 4 years, and telling a single person felt like the entire universe was off my back.
The life I lost | The joy forever gone | Replaced by pain and grief | The smiling heart forever lost | Replaced by emptiness
Eight whole months! I’m no longer counting the days or the weeks since that fateful, devastating day when you left this world.
I’ve fought suicidal thoughts and it hurt so bad. Now, two suicides reported in the media worldwide compelled me to write this open letter.
We were close as flower petals. We knew each other’s hearts and each other’s fears. And we knew how to find strength in one another.
High days and holidays are even more difficult than the ordinary days. His absence is more apparent and the enormity of my grief is even more intense.
Don’t try to change me | Take the good days with the bad | Don’t leave when times get rough | If you accept me for who I am | You will have a soul mate