For all its benefits, there is nothing quite like Social Media for angrying up the blood and turning us into shouty, hostile ogres. While there is some satisfaction to be had in expressing your viewpoint (within reason!), engaging in too many social media squabbles can leave you feeling riled up and stressed-out. With our Social … Continue reading “Give It a F#*king Rest!”: Stepping Away from Social Media for the Sake of Your Sanity [Article Link]
Hello, Lovely Lairies! I have written an article over on Medium, and wanted to share the link with you. I am new to Medium, so please forgive me if I've got this wrong, but this should be a "Friends Link", meaning that if you aren't a Medium member and have already used up your free … Continue reading Lamentations of a Freelancer: The Struggle to Survive in the COVID Economy [Article]
The nervous chills come sometimes. Sometimes I have an idea what has brought them on. A piece of bad news. A hostile tweet on my social media. An unsuccessful audition that leads to fears I'll never work again. Needing to be held, have my hair stroked gently and reassured that I'm doing great and everything … Continue reading Those Nervous Chills of the Soul
To reveal? Or to conceal? Which will it be In order to heal? * Little voice, Is it your choice To open your mouth Seeking equipoise? * Or societal pressure To expose the pressure You feel. A fear You cannot measure. * Losing control In a deep, dark hole The monster lurks Inside your soul. … Continue reading Reveal Or Conceal? A Poem
If you're a regular visitor to the Lair, you will probably have noticed that I haven't written any smut in a while. The dearth of my creative writing started with a very reasonable and understandable cause; I was flat out working on audiobook projects and genuinely had too few hours in the day left in … Continue reading Write or Wrong: Struggling with Writer’s Block During a Depressive Episode
Bloody hell, life can be a trial sometimes, can't it? I mean, we slog along doing our best, trying to keep that little spring in our step, but things inevitably come along to trip us up. Most times, we get lucky and we just get a little wrong-footed, but keep right on walking; other times, … Continue reading Lost: One mojo. If Found, Please Return to Jupiter Grant.
She lay back on the mattress, her head nestling into the soft down of the pillow. She craved the solace of sleep, of relaxation, yet her neck felt stiff and her head was pounding. Too many nights of grinding her teeth, of tossing and turning in a disturbed half-sleep, had set her entire body on … Continue reading One Light Burning
Whenever you hold me, I feel safe and secure. The whole world disappears, And there is only here and now. Whenever you hold me, I forget all the darkness. I feel lightened of my burdens, Because you share my load. Whenever you hold me, I feel like myself again. The woman that you love, Not … Continue reading Whenever You Hold Me
Warm smells and soft sheets All I want is to get lost And forget the world.
Please be advised that this post discusses self-harm in some detail and may contain triggers. If you feel this subject matter may be upsetting to you, please be kind to your mind, and avoid reading. If you or someone you care about are struggling with harming behaviour, visit Mind UK- Self Harm information 🌹🌹🌹 I … Continue reading Oh My Crazy Baby