It’s is so dark in here. I cannot see a thing. That shadow…that ever-repressing shadow hovers over me making sure I cannot break free. Chained to him forever. That’s what he’d like me to believe.
Sometimes we need to look just a little deeper…
It’s been more than two months. Finally, there is a new post on the blog.
Just one more time I am asking you…What were you thinking? What is wrong with you? What did I do?
This is something I should have done so so long ago. But life happens every now and then. I’d like to to introduce you to someone whom I think is worth mentioning. Not because we’re related…but rather because I think she has a voice and that voice should be heard loud and clear. She, like many of us, has had some ups and downs in life. Yet she is an amazing human masterpiece formed by the hands of the Master to bring light and love.
This week on The Blog Tag the theme was mental health. It is a topic that is still touchy in so many ways. Below are a few questions compiled by our administrators that we are to answer.
The answer rang clear
You’re more than you think
More than just a figment of My imagination
She left him lying there in the kitchen in a crimson pool not knowing if he was dead or alive. She was not going to wait to find out.
She walked down the stairs. Quietly. He saw her though. She wasn’t quiet enough. He stood there staring at her. She looked around. There was no escape. She’d have to face him. No way no how he was letting her go.
I have never considered myself to be beautiful. Not even pretty just a little. I’ve always thought I’m “okay”. What I realised though was that there are parts of my anatomy that I find beautiful and that it’s best to play those parts up.