Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
1976. I am 6 I have 2 mothers, 2 fathers, 3 sisters. Bernadette is my fairy godmother mom, my nanny during the day. She loves me like she loves her own children, Laure, Valérie, and Géraldine. I love them like I belong with them. They belong with me. We are Read more
Excerpt from the book “Evergreen” Ted had kind eyes, celeste blue, clear, honest and true. The kind of eyes that really look at you passing no judgment. Smiling eyes that hold your gaze when you look into them. They weren’t bitter; there was no resentment, only sweet sorrow. His eyes Read more
Patience is a conquering virtue. —Geoffrey Chaucer Patience is almost a survival tool to self-preservation. In this case, the forbearance to accept one’s mental condition through love and understanding. We didn’t wake up to the truth until the pain and trauma from our denial are such that we understood if we Read more
Am I always to be at the mercy of the light? Shining too bright, too loud on a quiet, solemn Sunday afternoon Will the foul mood take off in flight Like the mellow yellow sunshine kite that soars and glides Miles and miles high above Up, up and away, out Read more
We sat over in the allotments that circled the playing fields; you got to them by climbing through a hole in the mental fence. Frequent visitors, break times, lunch breaks, any time the idea of another geography lesson sent one into a tailspin of adolescent gloom. Today, we had bought Read more
***DISCLAIMER: The author of this piece is NOT encouraging ANYONE to go off of their prescribed psychiatric medicine. This is her story, her journey. Please remember that while enjoying her creative words. The glass inside the car felt cold and comforting as I pressed my damp cheek up against it, Read more
I love my dog. He’s a soft, sweet space heater that keeps my feet warm at night. It’s okay to sleep on the couch when you are single. It is closer to the fireplace and the cushions have my back. When I want to stop feeling, that is when I Read more
Squinting, I could see the clock on my cell phone. It had been daylight for hours now, and the bright sun shone in the white room making shadows on the cheap blue carpet. Clocks are meaningless when time is irrelevant. Back against the cold concrete wall, I sat up on Read more