Just an acceptance. “Why do we have to grow up?” “Because it’s immensely more fun to grow up than stay down!” “Be serious.” “No way,” you grin, doing cartwheels as if circus-trained. “We will grow up, kiddo, but we will never be a grown-up.” “Because we’re not dull.” “Exactly.” You…

an acronym for nevermind. I’ve learnt a lot from her(u), from the woman who taught me to choose kind, to be kind, to love the whole world in order to love her(u), undiscovered, unrequited, and honest. Honest. We always were honest with each other, even when difficult, even when it…

I’m not one who rambles and babbles but I sure do meander and I will admit, I do confess, that there’s a bad thought burning in the depts…

I write — I type — an open letter To quieten and to consolidate my feelings, thoughts, and emotions. It is both so loud and so quiet here that I must take a moment; And so we enter, and so we stay seated. Across the room from a stranger we…

Even When Validation Would Be Quite Neat Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD), That’s what the emergency room doctor had had me responding with when I had queried: What’s wrong with me? To which he had replied with: What did your therapist say? And therein, here we are, whether it’s officially on…

These walls, they’re bare. Bare as the heart that I had once filled and full. These walls, with a fresh coat of paint and patched up holes. No longer barren, no longer bare. You’ve lost your home. You’re pacing wooden floorboards, new. Creaks from once before, lost to what it…

Work. Must it be that of which requires effort? Must it be that to which pleasure can be? Must it be that that brings food to the table? Must it be that that we dub hard work? Is therapy work? - Work. Must it be a demand or an order…

They show up with a pamphlet, to warn you when your loved one is dying. Hospice nurses, they know the signs; and they show up with a pamphlet, a soft pink, for you to read. …