Thanks. In 20 or more years.

I did! Not my typical piece.

You aren’t you on meds. Nobody is. Some have no choice. I get that. But I don’t understand living in the most medicated country on the face of the earth.

I hope you find power in your battle 🌼

No, meds only confused me. Not taking any psych meds right now. I have to have control of my inner demons on my own. This was one of the last I wrote near the beginning of year. Before radiation and surgery. When I was thinking of just ignoring the doctors completely. Which I didn’t. I even broke free of caffeine. Off it completely.

Sometimes all we can do is write about it and let it come out as it will. What you said here was so relatable to what it can feel like when you really want to write it out but are also still dealing with whatever is going on.

Exactly!

Powerfully penned, Paula. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

I agree to try to go without psych meds and using the arts and writing to be therapeutic. Me personally, there’s some I need. Writing will always be my number one therapy too. Keep strong, girl. Your therapeutic writing is paying off, I love it!

Daniel

Well, that was an event, and I think you still did not pass that bulb since you still light up my friend. Enjoyed this piece. Oh, I do not like tomatoed based baked beans either. lol

I enjoyed this from beginning to end. I’d say your grandmother is still keeping an eye on you, my friend. She must know something…

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It hit me that way, while I was writing it. It was a very authentic moment. Appreciate you.

Damian

Some of the best writing you have ever shared with us. Sensational and held my interest. Nice work Damian.

I thoroughly enjoyed this story, Damian. I love the simplistic history that makes us all humans deep down, no matter if we try to hide it.
I have very vivid memories of one of my grannies. She was a tiny firecracker. Snap a chicken’s neck and yet tend to our little boo-boos with TLC with the same hand.
Burger Chef rocked!
Wonderfully vivid write, it kept me enthralled.

Cleverly penned, Tim. Oh, the life of a writer. Reading this was like Deja Vu my friend. Amazing work. Appreciate you.

Damian

Nice! “Because”, is the perfect answer to why we write poetry. So many possibilities, reasons, inspirations behind that magical word. I agree with Damian. Very clever write, my friend.

Amen brother!
This is a testament for us all. Written elequently enough for us to relate to.

Exquisite story and writer you are! Enjoyed this…

Brilliant and highly erotic.

Love Bradley….. lol

What a kickass poem. Nice work Paula!

I have no clue. His last name was Jones. Lol. Millions of them out there. Don’t know if I ever knew his birthday or exact age. Very short friendship. I hadn’t thought about him in years.