This week, I have, touch wood, been doing better at concentrating on some ideas to try to help myself, so I am proud of myself for that.
Tag: recovery
Make it
Somehow I must make something of eight years of chances I have lost.
Will the joy come back?
Wondering today if the joy will come back, it's been eight years...
Climbing Everest in reverse
If a pit opened up before you, with a depth equal to the height of Mount Everest, and you fell into it, and somehow, bruised, you survived your fall.
One last update regarding the ‘So that was lonely’ poem
Whilst I hope to continue doing some online writing forever, I appreciate what Phil was saying about my having come to rely on it to an unhealthy extent, so I will strive to seek a better balance.