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  It was a day like any other. The clouds were floating by like candy floss being spun onto a wooden stick. The wind was building up outside. People passing by the window zipped up their coats so as not to feel the chill of the wind moving through their bodies. The wind felt as bitter as the icy snow starting to fall from the skies. It was winter and yet it wasn’t unusual to experience these weather conditions in the spring too. After all, I live in the UK, we see it all here. I was pleased that I was inside today, all cosy and warm. I had my favourite Angora cardigan on, the softness and texture enveloped me in a comfortable glow of happiness. From the outside, all was well. On the inside, I was falling apart. And I didn’t know what to do. It all started with the way that I had ‘abandoned’ myself over the years. I wasn’t…

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