My head is so very heavy, weighing down on my neck, drooping like a wilted daisy, my few remaining petals precariously dangling. There’s a cloud inside my mind that’s filled with rumbling, grumpy thunder. I can’t seem to ignore it.
Read MoreI was twisted up, like a rag being wrung out. I leaked and leaked for days and then weeks and then a month. Tears, choking sobs, hopes, visions of what might be, and plans for the forthcoming months, it all ebbed out of me. It flowed into every corner of my life.
Read MoreAt first it was security. I wasn’t missing a safeguard against burglars, rapists, or other home invaders. Instead I longed for and worried over what would happen if there was an emergency. Hours spent imagining me in a hospital bed following a car accident; who would come?
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