It’s the same for most mental illnesses.
Those that have never suffered from them cannot entirely understand what’s happening in the mind of the afflicted.
My mental health illness of choice (as if I had any) was depression.Everyone looked for a reason as to why it happened and yes there may have been some reasons but essentially I am predisposed to it.
They also presume medication will fix it when in fact it can’t.It can lessen the impact but the brain and the mind of a ‘ looney’ neuroplaticly savant ( I just made that up so no point googling it) in that it’s like trying to catch the wind and tame it.
I’m rambling a bit but today is a suffering day and writing ,as you well know,calms the mind.Doesnt have to be good writing,just has to be good enough to quiet the mind.
You’re husband is destined for heaven,if there is one,just tell him to keep away from my wife.They are saints in the making.It cannot be easy for either to understand our suffering but without them we probably wouldn’t be here?
One final thing.For all the shit that depression brought it also helped kick open a door that let kindness and compassion flood into me.
I often encounter people in social settings that trivialise or worse vilify those with mental health issues.What they don’t understand is they are only a bees dick away from themselves.
You take care sweetie and I mean that from the heart of my bottom…lol.
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

thank you beautiful Mary it’s just what I’ve been through go through I deeply appreciate the lovely comment and understanding 💕

Powerfully penned, Brenda. The human mind is powerful, but it can be like putting together a puzzle, with very vague directions. Amazing write my friend, thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.

Damian

Brilliantly penned, Fia. Wonderful storytelling, it kinda reminds me of a sitcom my friend. Excellent write. Appreciate you.

Damian

I enjoyed this. Comparing the kiss to drinking water is imaginative–I like it. I need to “see” the action in a story, and that was easy with this. Probably because I’m a very foolish (and hopeless) romantic, I feel bad when romance has to take a back seat to life goals. Maybe she’ll see him again?

I just love how this unfolds. The character development of the Scottish man is truly outstanding. And your grasp of the Scottish lingo is truly amazing. I love how you made the Scottish words so clearly understandable yet authentic. And the story telling is fabulous.

John

this makes me think of metaphors for getting with someone romatically and going to the flea market and haggling for the write price haggling with a whore sorry Fia it’s the images your challenge brought 💕

Beautifully penned, Benjamin. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

I can see why it was nominated. It has a dreamy and faraway quality to it.

I always think unicorn is code for a secret society this made me feel God himself was talking to me just beautiful…

I brow my spells
in leafy black-green
where sullen moons
sulk in pretty-pink

love it 💕

I was raised around poetry books, and my dad liked to dabble in it late at night. My oldest sister too, had books around, and hers were more what developed my tastes. Like this write of yours. It reminds me of old Dylan. I don’t know why. yet that’s a good thing to key my old memories of reading his stuff.
You sir, are a poet. Not just a writer. an actual poet. And that is a very good thing.

That was an intense meal. No need to ask for seconds, right? She is done.