I’ve made a start on making what was a bit of a self reassurance blog into something more purposeful. It matters less now whether it’s seen although I hope it might be of interest and help to others. I’ve started using pages and a menu where chapters can be pulled up. This weekend, I’ve written… Continue reading Progress and plans
I’m ready to write in different ways and I’m going to sign off here soon. Keeping my struggles alive here feels counter-productive. For all of you, who have taken interest and encouraged me, I thank you sincerely. There are a few people who have encouraged me greatly and helped me to accept and love who… Continue reading To end and begin again
PTSD has had its way with me and held the person I want to be back from living and loving. I Look for someone to control my senses when I feel out of the world and to hold me in some safe space for a while. Living in ‘a cupboard’, emotionally, has been exhausting and… Continue reading Susie Mace, Saturday 28th December 2019.
I live amongst rocks, a tide, crashing against their edges, retreating as the moon; my heart, draws water back to its gravity. A circadian moon triggers a storm tide to race for shore, away from danger and then once again, to retreat and safety. A broken child has his head programmed to fly and hide.… Continue reading Tidal emotions