Tag: The benefits of misery

Shadows and Silhouettes​

The day is closing in, I am sitting looking out of the living room window, which leads to the fields at the back of my home. The trees in the distance are silhouetted against the fading light. Their outline black and sharp is all that can be seen.   We know there’s more to the…

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The hidden benefits of misery

My mind is diligently curious, a part of me would like to settle into the cosy religion of comfort and follow the herd. I crave this ‘unquestioning normality’ at times, but I can’t help but pick holes in theories ideas and beliefs, not because I want to break down people’s comfort or dispute everything that presents as a possible navigational system, for life.

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On shame

Oh dear sweet girl, I can see you are hurting, I can help you be, who you must be, I know you are not perfect, I’ll keep your secrets. Its painful isn’t it, seeing how wrong you are? You can be like the others, you are defected and not worthy. I will protect you, I…

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