***Trigger warning pertaining the topic of suicide and dark "self-talks." Does end positively. Not an exact fit to the prompt, but I'd like to share.***
Have you forgotten your grandmother's home phone number during the 90's?
Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Don't think about it.
There is a lot I wish I didn't remember, and honestly I always will. Maybe for you too?
It doesn't ...
All that glitters is not gold.
I never said that I thought this would be easy,
But I never thought it would be this hard.
Loneliness is what overwhelmed me first.
Sure, your husband is there
For at least the fun moments at most.
The hard nights seem to pass in a blur,
And when I wake, I only then realize
That the tough times were faced on my own.
Nursing was supposed the be this magical thing
I’m...
“If you die young, you never lived.” The chorus of the village chanted over-and-over. The monotone voices engulfing the acoustics of the room.
Eyes always shift around during this part. Luanne’s daughter for instance, never made it past 10. Gossip of her depressing fate is never forgotten.
Carl felt the pressure and expectations from the town. Vote this, vote that, sign this, sign that. Each ye...
Maybe we should have taken him more seriously. Maybe I should have tried to understand what was really going on in that head of his. But what I do know, is that you cannot ignore your mental health. It would start small. Little things that he would point out to me and not drop. “That woman had 5 piercings in one ear. 5! And it’s the 5th day of the week. On the 5th day of the month! Do you know wha...
Technology has always been a friend to us. A tool. A way to sustain the dutiful position as head of the food chain. We held that throne on our own planet for centuries with the use of our dear technology. Possibly even growing bored with the order of our own planet. Learning there was more to conquer, more the claim, and more to rule. Clearing and owning new planets then became our new greed. Some...