Emotions
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So, I didn’t commit suicide aged 9. But everything was pretty dark. I survived to tell the tale. To tell my story To be my story. What did I do? Age 9, in those dark moments? At the time, I remember thinking that something didn’t sit right. That something was that however ‘normal’ I was…
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How I wanted to Escape it all, Aged 9
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I walked on tip toes for a good few years after learning to walk – I must have known the importance of having to stay quiet When I was told of for sneezing at the dinner table, I learned to sneeze, without making a noise Dont touch the water when peeing, too noisy Turn the…
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If the process of healing is like an onion One layer of tears at a timeOne more step towards the core Then wounds are like eyes They hurt when stung They are the raw, vulnerable awakening Of pain needing more work Raw exposed and seen Wound of black hurt The pupil, the dark eye in…


