words from the soul
Triggered. You laugh at the word and point out how overused it is these days. You sit in your leather chairs, backs comfortably reclined as you swivel behind the glossy desk proclaiming your entitlement. It is so easy for you to roll your eyes and then apologize for your reaction. Your genitalia allows you to retract … Continue reading Triggered
I can't tell the story because I'm on the ceiling again and this time it feels like my body is pinned to the fluorescent bulbs and the light is pouring through me as I slowly turn invisible.
This feeling…this sad feeling…covers me like a blanket…suffocating me slowly. It is not a new feeling…it is an anticipated one. Do not project…they told me…do not lose faith in humanity…you can never know the outcome…you can never know for sure. So I tried not to project…not to expect to be hurt… But I am not … Continue reading Broken Grief
(trigger warning - please don't read if you are not in a safe place) Dear Asshole, I wonder, when you kiss your wife, if you remember what it felt like to shove your tongue into my mouth...your teeth hitting mine as you demanded I open my lips more.. I remember. I can still taste your … Continue reading Dear Asshole
Dear, dear spouses of victims of survivors of the broken people... Thank you. Thank you for not letting us push you away. Thank you for seeing past the desperate facade we thought was infallible. Thank you for understanding that not everyone wants to be touched…or can be touched…and adjusting your needs accordingly. Thank you for … Continue reading Dear Spouses,
Colloquially Speaking 