Post #122 – Encouragement Week
Every day this week, I will be posting an encouraging quote. My wish is that they give some hope.
Post #117 – Transparency, Depression, and My Dilemma
To dip my foot into the ocean, drive a car, slip a shoe on and off, and to dance again. What joy that would be! Lately I have wrestled with fatigue and depression. My disease is progressing a bit faster. I fall asleep in the middle of eating, […]
Post #110 – Bullets, Muck, and Cotton Candy – A Poem
An imaginary gun Exploding PTSD ammunition Detonating emotional triggers Bullets fly Aimed at my heart Direct hits Catapulting me into foxholes of deep despair Darkness entombs me As the pit swallows My soul into a six-foot crater An impossible climb for a paralyzed woman Depression […]
Post #101 – Dozens of Literary Agent Rejections & A Glimmer of Hope
After months of submissions to literary agents and after dozens of various types of rejections, I’m on the second level cusp of possibly landing a deal. But the publishing business is subjective; so are agents. As I gather the materials I need to send to this agency, I […]
Post #99 – Battling the Warzone of PTSD and Depression
It’s a never-ending daily assault. Sometimes I just shut down, hide under my covers, and play depressing songs for hours. And I never know when it is going to hit. I was fine when I woke up, now I have fallen into a pit that I cannot climb […]
Post #85 – Voice in the Storm – A Spiritual Poem – Raw and Unedited
Clap of angry thunder, Crash of mighty trees Sinister crack of a whipping lightning bolt A soft whisper blows gently in a breeze Blasting, howling winds; Surging, tumultuous tides Ferocious waves hammering Herculean rocks While in the midst the whisper hides Mind is spinning; burning, stinging tears, relentless […]
Post #82 – Chapter 25 – One Way Out – Excerpt from My Memoir
CAPTIVE IN THE MIRROR Courtesy of God’s Emerald Photos Before I boarded, I stopped in the ladies’ room. As I washed my hands, I glanced into a mirror. Another mirror that refused to lie. Puffy, blackened eyes, sunken cheeks, cigarette-stained teeth. The pathetic girl looking back […]
Post #80 – Zeniths, Limbos, Utopias, and Crash Dives – Battling PTSD – Transparency
It bewilders me how mirth and melancholia could dwell simultaneously, yet in me they ensue. I am outgoing, upbeat, and busy which makes my bedridden state tolerable. Yet, depression hovers over, underneath, and within me. I cannot shake it. I wish I knew how to thwart it. My […]
Post #79 – Delightfully Unfettered – A Poem
The confines of my paralyzed condition hinder not my senses or imagination Unfettered A chariot of feathery clouds escort me to ethereal wildflower fields Overflowing with dancers just like me running free Whilst on earth A leafy ballet romances my eyes as a balmy breeze caresses The graceful […]
Post # 78 – As Long As I Have Breath, I Will Advocate
Abused people need to get beyond their guilt and shame so they can get healed and cleansed from all the filth that’s been heaped on them. I want to help victims come to grips with themselves—and climb out of the pit they were thrown into. So, I decided […]
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