Part 3: “Is this a shutdown or silent treatment?”
When does needing space become silent treatment? A personal look at ADHD, emotional shutdown, resentment and the uncomfortable space between self-care and disconnection.
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Part 2: “I know you didn't mean to.”
When intention and impact collide, even a heartfelt apology can't always heal the hurt. A personal look at resentment, misunderstanding and loving each other through the difficult bits.
Part 1: “How many times do I have to ask?”
Understanding ADHD doesn't mean you aren't affected by it. A personal look at the frustration, exhaustion and anger that can come from being on the other side of ADHD.
Things I Miss Since Having Kids
The things I miss since having kids: toothpaste-free sinks, untouched biscuit barrels, a TV remote that actually lives where it belongs, and knowing exactly who made the mess. Just a few everyday reminders that my peaceful, uncomplicated life is now officially a distant memory.
Who Do You Share Your Naughty Side With?
Apparently, I’m the person people tell absolutely everything to… especially the things they’re probably better off keeping to themselves.
Heartache
Does heartache ever end? The cracks and grooves, do they mend? Will it return to its regular beat? Without you, it's incomplete. No rhythm for the life it once promised to me. Emptiness lives where happiness should be. The glimmer of hope is that we'll meet
All of Your Tomorrows
A little poem about loving someone through their broken parts, dreaming of their tomorrows, and quietly asking if they can love you in return.
The Poetree Said
I’ll keep your poems and hug them tight, to keep me company through the night.
Painted Toes.
For some, it's something more than that…
Unmentionables
I suppose you could say, in a kind of way, it pretties up a fart.
It's Girl Thing! - Part Three
I’ve spent so many years being paid to be something that someone wants, I forgot what I want.
Misery
I am the feeling that steals your dreams, that unravels the mind and picks at the seams.
Poetry
The Faint, Small Smile.
I grieved for what he once was, then left him to his death.
Poetry
Inconveniently Sick
Nobody asked you to stay. In fact, I urged you to go.
Poetry
Things I'd tell you.
A poem written for a young girl girl trying to find her way through the unimaginable loss of her mum. For the things she still wants to say, the memories she holds onto, and the anger, guilt and numbness that grief leaves behind.
Fiction
It's A Girl Thing! - Part Two
I wanted you… but fuck this. Take your pity party elsewhere. At least I know who I am!
Poetry
The First Dance
You pull me in close, I can feel your intention.
Fiction
It's A Girl Thing!
How do you know somebody for that long and not have a fucking clue?
5-minute Fiction
The Space Between Us.
Some secrets are best kept between two people… especially when everyone else is sitting at the same table.
Poetry
Things That Stay
Some things leave with them. Some things stay long after they're gone.
Poetry
The power lies in your hands.
What happens when someone takes everything you thought you were?
The Light Side
I need a new lover in my life
Apparently I'm not asking for much. Just love, honesty, trust… and someone who isn't a lazy cunt.
The Light Side
Season's Meetings
Every family has that one Christmas dinner… and probably a few more than one. 🎄
Poetry
Barriers Breached
Sometimes desire doesn't knock. It kicks the door in.