I watched him vomit this evening’s wonderful dinner again. We shared it just a few hours earlier, and now it was all over the carpet. He laughed while I cleaned it up, eyes rolling back in his head as he stumbled across the room. I couldn’t be mad at him; I knew it was the disease, not him.

He told me things last night he doesn’t remember. I could tell this morning, that he had no idea what we s...

I never forgot you but who forgot you. Love last could cast. Green eyes sparkle like crystals! I loved you an everlasting love that was a short lived. How it passed us. Never to see you again. The mirror has shattered. Will I ever find closer...

I watch her. From a distance of teenage angst. Shes sad. She has sad eyes. I know this, but im not strong enough to help her. I am weak right now. Or maybe im as strong as i ever have been. Either way, i do not have the energy to keep her afloat. At best, i can wave at her from the dockside as she flounders amongst lifes waves whacking her around.

I watch her. My child. My baby of five. As i pre...

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[_In a hospital birthing room. It has all of the beeping and monitors that come from a normal hospital room, but much larger and with a large white board with all of the measurements required for a birth. There are two boxes at the bottom that say “Epidural” and “No Epidural” with the epidural box checked. There is an array of circles with centimeter measurements on them labeled above as...

The world went black, and then I woke up. I was back in the house as if I had never left. I saw my wife rushing down the hallway, desperate to know if the gunshot she heard was just a dream. She creaked the door open and heard me gargling on the blood filling my mouth. She stumbled back, her face pale as she dialed for our oldest daughter. I wanted to comfort her, to reach out, but I couldn’t catc...

A fictive situation based on a true story:

His perspective:

I am drunk, but I can never be satisfied. The dozen of empty beer bottles standing on the old oak wooden kitchen table fill the space so much there is barely any space left. Among the empty brown-tinted bottles of beer gather wine and harder stuff bottles. But that is okay, I have lived with this for almost 60 years now and I did never ...

I know she had good reasons to dump me. I wasn't exactly the best husband.

She told me she was "Tired of your running away" and "No more abusive behaviour".

She was everything to me and together we had fought the System for so long.

I guess between my horrid behaviour and the pressure from outside our marriage, she finally reached her limit.

I can admit now, all these years later, that it was th...

We stood in the kitchen. My daughter excitedly told me about her school day, which happened to be abnormally interesting, as she claimed every day to be. I watched her attentively, bracing myself for what I was to tell her.

I didn’t want to say it.

I had debated whether or not to tell my children since my hospital visit this morning.

Unbeknownst to them, I had spent my morning in those hospital wa...

_Hey dad, are you busy? Give me a call tomorrow!_

The text from my daughter came through as I changed from my basketball shoes to my street shoes. I picked up my phone to see I have a missed call from her, too. I click the notification to call her back, hoping she hasn’t retired her phone for the night.

“Hi dad!”

“Hey, sorry I missed your call,” I say, not thinking much of the reason for it, “I wa...

We got it. We actually got it. Signing our names was one of the longest moments of my life. I could see the tears building in his eyes as we pulled into the driveway. He’s had such a hard life, the joy made each room brighter than the one before it as we made our way slowly through the unfamiliar house. He caressed every light switch, opened every cabinet, claimed every closet, and ran his finger ...