Grief and I have been in a way more intimate and serious relationship than I would have liked these last 3 years. I’ve lost my Dad, 2 of my brothers and now my mum. At first the shock carried me through, but now the reality of not having the cornerstone of who I am in my life feels like cement boots around my ankles. So 2019, we start by me forcing myself out of bed trying not to be engulfed by my pain I feel, in a desperate attempt to feel something, anything instead....
People aren’t used to this version of me. Subdued isn’t usually a word used to describe me. Annoying is though. I couldn’t feel less if I tried. Not less annoying, just less. Less me ...
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