that’s when it hit me

You abused me till it became amusing, time-consuming, hopelessly bruised, and that's when it hit me.   You left me I had no control just some post stick notes on the bedroom wall, and that's when it hit me.   You consumed me till I could no longer see, forgetting how to swim, you all … Continue reading that’s when it hit me

I was anxious-Part 23- theres always rain after a storm.

For the best part things seemed to be bubbling over for me mentally. In reflection Summer greated us with tremendous thunder storms. I remember you texting me one evening when you went round the corner to play warhammer games with a friend. The lightening was so bright and the thunder was a beautiful drumming sound … Continue reading I was anxious-Part 23- theres always rain after a storm.