April 2019 – Tea at Mine

Sadness

He stands, feet solid, a man, a boy, boisterous and what seems arrogant, disrespectful. Shouting and causing a scene is so easy when you are boy, if only they saw and knew, felt pain and felt sad. I realised when I met him, not through the scars or the obvious self-inflicted abuse but through theContinue reading “Sadness”

Overcoming PTSD

I have to do this. Releasing my thoughts onto the world like an eagle spreading its wings above a small stone, but at this moment in time my story has a beginning and no end. I am still in the process of understanding my story, my past and present. It haunts me day after dayContinue reading “Overcoming PTSD”