Category: diary-entry
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I tried writing a letter to my past self today. I couldn’t do it. It wasn’t that it felt too emotionally hard or it physically hurt, it was the fact I had nothing to say. I wanted to tell her that she was strong and she isn’t alone but when I think back to her,…
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Wrote this right after my diary entry… I needed it out of me. Feeling. Feeling isn’t hard. We all feel. I feel so far apart. I am not here. I am there. Where is there? Not here. I am not. I am not. I am. Here. Here. No. There. Let me be here. Let me…
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Dear Diary, It’s cold today. I don’t feel as though I have much to say. It has been an average Saturday. Storm Amy wasn’t as bad as they made out it was going to be (at least not where I am, I hope everyone else is safe and well) so I managed to get out…
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I have thoughts. Don’t we all? Ha. No. I mean, so many. So many thoughts that I can’t hear them or see them or make sense of them. The overwhelm is too much. I want to feel. I want something to bring me joy, to feel a surge of, I’m presuming dopamine is what my…
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I listen to music. A lot of music. You will find me with headphones on 75% of the time, which doesn’t sound much but I am a mother first, so when I’m looking after my boys, I can’t wear my headphones (I wish). But honestly, even when I’m with my boys, we have music in…
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I can see in. I can feel everything. But I can’t reach you. I can’t help you. Let me help you. Let me carry this for you. Won’t you let me? You will let me. But I can’t reach you. I’m watching from the other side. Can you see me? Can you hear me? Can…
Becoming, Lucy 