Staying Alive • A Genetic Predisposition
“How the actual fuck did you even stay alive?” was the comment she made after reading about the death of my husband.
Tag Archives: loss
Twenty Years
It’s been a while since I’ve spoken to you, but today it is twenty years since we were married, so you’re on my mind.
The last four years, since you’ve been gone, have passed by so quickly, and there’s so much you’ve missed. Why, just yesterday, Rik Mayall passed away. I cried for the loss of his smile in this world, and because you would never know. Perhaps you do know. Maybe he’s with you somewhere, chuckling to himself about all the fuss he’s caused.
The Best Kind of Pain
It seems to me everyone encounters sad, painful and difficult things in their lives. No one is immune. But some pain is long and lingering.
When Love Arrives
See more of Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye at Project VOICE. If you can’t see this video, click here.
No one belongs here more than you
Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it is worth the trouble?
Look at the sky: that is for you.
Suicide – why silence does more harm than good
Every time someone kills themselves, it pricks at the wound in my heart, leaving the tender skin bleeding again. The loss of a vital, special, unique human being is a tragedy, especially when the tragedy might have been preventable.
What’s underneath?
I’ve learned to take a step back and ask myself what else is going on in my life. You see, I always have a strong urge to diet when things upset me. The reason is, that when I’m starved and exhausted, I can’t process any other kind of pain. It’s a game of pick your poison, and I always pick the one that is familiar and controllable — the pain of restricting and beating myself up.
Don’t Forget To Tell Them
This Christmas, please take a moment to tell your friends and family how you feel. Tell them you forgive them for their careless mistakes, tell them you love them even though they’ve relapsed for the ninth time.
Doctor Who
Across the world, people are gearing up to celebrate fifty years of Doctor Who. I wasn’t born in 1963 and neither was my husband. It’s odd to think about a time before either of us existed.
The Pillow
There is no trick to holding on to something from your childhood – you simply have to refuse to give it up. The one possession I’ve owned for close to fifty years is my pillow.
[Guest Post] Twenty Years Ago
Guest Post: Twenty Years Ago…
I was this little person/Too thin/Too small/Thinking she had lost everything
Why You Should End Your Life
Thank you for your response to my post 10 Things You Should Know Before You Kill Yourself and for sharing your situation with me. You are not alone in facing such terrible circumstances, I get emails like yours several times a week.
Missing
Aged and battered like the cracked bowls the Japanese fill with gold. After the bowls are put back together with seams of molten metal, they are more precious, more durable, more prized.