Written Whispers

Can’t sleep.
Nope. I’m lying.
I could sleep. It’d take me a couple of hours but I’d eventually get there.
The truth?
I’m afraid to go to sleep.
Sounds almost silly, doesn’t it? But it’s true. I had a few nightmares when I was younger but few were truly bad. Usually involving crocodiles and snakes or people I know being [...]

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[All comments replied to except two- I'm getting to it. Post edited while half asleep. Enjoy!]
Sliver of a thought: If you could write a letter to your inner child what would it say?
Dear Me,
It’s all wrong isn’t it? It feels wrong but they all act like it’s right… You’re scared aren’t you? It feels so [...]

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[Is timeline one word or two? Two of three dictionaries say two words, Google seems to think it can go either way.]
So, my therapist asked me to write a timeline of my life- just to outline those greater events that stick out in my memory. I said sure, it sounded like a perfectly easy project [...]

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So, for part of my therapy I’m supposed to be taking specific not so great memories and writing one fact per line about that situation. Just the black and white facts without the emotions and drama. Then I take them to my next appointment and little by little we’ll add the other- more painful, parts [...]

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I feel like I should be writing right now but I’m not. My body is sitting here typing but me- I’m walking through a bright gray place with colorless paintings and blank mirrors covering the walls. I don’t much understand it myself but that’s all there is to it.
There is a doorway without a door [...]

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I have a thought to discuss… I want to write about it here but it’s something I haven’t ever directly written about on here before. I’ve hinted and prosed about it but I can’t ever seem to make myself put it into words. Sure, I can say it. Sort of- with some self prodding and [...]

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My head is full of thoughts tonight.
I am remembering things. Fractured sort of things that leave a bitter, burning sensation in my stomach. It’s like walking in a spider’s web full of broken glass. I can’t help but get caught in sticky silken threads, following one or another until I brush a sharp bit of [...]

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I sat down and told myself I’d go around and leave comments on all my favorite blogs- as I’ve been muchly lax lately, but alas I’m tired and all I want to do is write so I can get some sleep tonight. I have some thoughts I need to deal with and [...]

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Warning: This piece might be unhealthy to read for those suffering from self abuse, severe depression, or darker memories in general.
I remember…
I remember a dark journal bursting with words over shadowed lines- scribbled as if by another hand. It spoke of missing people who never were and ending the existence of the [...]

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I can’t believe I’m going to say this but… I”m having a bit of trouble… writing.
Talked to my therapist the other day. We discussed that I have some really good coping mechanisms for all the stuff that’s going wrong inside my head and that I’m actually doing pretty good as far as that’s concerned but [...]

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There is a little girl inside of me.
I don’t know how old she is but sometimes I can hear her crying out.
Sometimes she asks the world to hate her because that’s all she’s ever been taught…
Sometimes she asks the world to love her because that’s all she really wants.
Sometimes she goes ‘La, la, la. I [...]

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Going back over my most recent posts I find myself a little more than a little disgruntled at how down a lot of my writing seems lately. Even if my style is gaining strength I’m not certain I’m willing to take such a trade off for the positivity that usually rages through my words but [...]

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