This is the first Hallowe’en/Bonfire Night/Christmas/New Year’s on my own in 8 years. The urge to burst into tears at this realisation is overwhelming. My heart hurts. I want to be sick. Alone alone alone.
poetry & prose by HLR
poetry & prose by HLR
This is the first Hallowe’en/Bonfire Night/Christmas/New Year’s on my own in 8 years. The urge to burst into tears at this realisation is overwhelming. My heart hurts. I want to be sick. Alone alone alone.
Me too, me too- we will survive xxx
It’s okay to feel those emotions. Just let them be, and don’t give them ultimate power over you, they don’t define who you are.
Words that are getting me through at the moment, maybe they will mean something for you too:
No judgement for how I’ve been.
No judgement for how I am.
Thoughts and feelings will come and go, but they don’t change me.