Conscious Communication Breakdown, or, “Why People Call Me an Ice Queen” – F4TFriday

I am not a good communicator when it comes to feelings and emotions. I have always been someone who plays her cards close to her chest. My mother once said of me, "she doesn't like to show her feelings, but she feels very deeply". I was about 20 years old at the time, and my … Continue reading Conscious Communication Breakdown, or, “Why People Call Me an Ice Queen” – F4TFriday

A Near Miss – Jupiter Grant (F4TFriday Prompt #104)

*Please be advised that this post discusses bereavement, cancer, self-harm and suicide, and thus may contain triggers and upsetting content for some readers. Please proceed with caution. 🌹🌹🌹 There's a story I haven't told yet, and it's one I'm still not entirely sure I'm ready to discuss at all, even as I lie here tapping … Continue reading A Near Miss – Jupiter Grant (F4TFriday Prompt #104)

Cry for Help

Blackness behind weary eyes, Tiredness scratches at her brain. Fog descends and confusion builds And she knows that to others she seems insane. Hallucinations and blurry letters, Computer screen undulates and dances As she struggles to stay awake, And ignore everybody's questioning glances. So much medication that she no longer functions, "The Drugs Don't Work", … Continue reading Cry for Help