I’m Tired of Apologizing for My Pain.
I’m tired of the uncomfortable gaze, the sudden quietness of conversation. How my guilty admittance of pain has soured an otherwise pleasant day.
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When It Comes for You: Why Feeling Lonely Is to Be Human.
This is also the loneliness of not feeling seen. The isolation of not following the horde, of not always being understood.
Open Swim. {fiction}
Thomas was closer now. She could almost feel his breath. She wondered how he had moved so quickly without her noticing.
“They’re beautiful,” Thomas said, “and that’s why. We’re not different. You run here to be quiet. I’m quiet all day because I’m tired of running.”
Charlotte was breathing ...
Tired Goddess, Let Down Your Hair.
When is the last time you knew that your ecstatic deep breaths ignite the very fire in your soul? That your own deepest pleasure is saving your life? The night you made love in the woods with the fireflies, a holy shroud around you both? You could not get enough, and you would beg for more. ...
I’m Tired Of Trying To Make You Happy.
I had friends and coworkers calling constantly, wanting to come over and see me and meet the baby, and I would complain to my husband, Why on earth do they insist on coming over here? It's so rude! But I wouldn't dream of hurting their feelings with my honesty about how exhausted and ...
Even Rebels And Revolutionaries Need Routine.
Let’s revolutionize the routine. Let’s creatively and rebelliously fashion a transcontinental, transportable, convertible routine. Let us devote ourselves to finding fortitude amidst the flight-fatigue, harmony inside the hustle, clarity among the commotion and rest in the middle of this ...
Be Patient With A Strong Woman, It’s Worth The Effort.
Know that she’s looking at times for a soft space to land; to let go without judgment, without being told she needs to be fixed. Without being asked what’s wrong. Without being condemned or looked down upon. Without being made to feel like she’s failed simply for showing another side of herself.
There’s A Pleasure In The Off Switch, Enjoy Your Own Company.
There are times when you find yourself drenched and dehydrated, undernourished in all kinds of ways, and you become a house which the wind blows straight through, because no one bothers about the crack in the window or lock on the door, and you’re the house where people come and go as they ...
Aren’t You Even A Little Bit Tired Of Your Inner Voice?
Watch it then, listen, observe, get really curious. Once I see that none of it is mine, that this noise runs on the borrowed ideas of society or just how much it has to say, about everything… it quietens. Without me yanking hard on the volume control. It. Just. Quietens.
I Am Sick And Tired Of Being Sick And Tired.
I will try to remember daily that I am not alone. I’ll write my way out of this coffin I have nailed myself into. I will turn my fear into fare, and chew it up and spit it out. Then I’ll stomp on it boldly and leave it in the dirt. I’ll cleanse my palate with deliciousness and rejoice in the ...