Tap Shoes and Toothache

Tap Shoes and Toothache

Memories can be a blessing or a curse, and my memories of Morecambe’s West End are both. Once upon a time, long, long, ago I ventured regularly from my home in central Morecambe to the West End. Tip-tap went my shoes across the hard, wooden floors at the Glenville...
Emergence

Emergence

There have been so many changes in myself and my life over the last few years which have brought me to this place of emergence into a new life. A place where I accept that I am the pilot of my own life, a place where I accept responsibility for all my choices, a place...

A Little More Conversation

It’s been there, niggling at the recesses of my mind, there’s been something missing – and it’s been missing for a long time. Conversation. And I’m not talking small talk, and I’m not meaning discussions of various (and awesome) geeky movies/tv shows. Although the...

Not Wanting To Be Here

I am here, I will always be here … and yet I’m tired, and I do not want to be here. I do not want to be in this place of sadness and failure. I no longer wish to reside in the land of lack and loss. I want to be … elsewhere, anywhere but here. In the...

Who Am I? Who Will I Become?

Set up by Sophie over at One Unique, Huddle and Cuddle is a campaign to help raise awareness of mental health issues buy using the means of social media. Influencers have teamed up to help this campaign and to spread the word, allowing people to never feel alone by...

Goodbye Darkness, My Old Friend

A small corner of her brain mourned. Recalled the comfort of her lost friend’s arms around her, the safe feeling of knowing they were there and there for her alone. Except they weren’t. They were there for themselves, insinuating bonds of fear and doubt,...