To get through
This torment
I wish
I could tell you
About my darkest secret
…
Guys I feel like my soul is suffocating
Please send hope ❤️
To get through
This torment
I wish
I could tell you
About my darkest secret
…
Guys I feel like my soul is suffocating
Please send hope ❤️
Soup
My free write
My friend you are not alone
I am here to support you
May your burden and pain be lifted soon
Sending love, support and the biggest hug
❤️🐬
Soup
I love your free write so
And I’ve tried to sleep and thought s as one of the worst things I could think up
I am trying to not be triggered and instead be glad they are not real
I just want to sleep
Thanks for your support, love and huge hug
Hug backatchya friend
Closing my eyes again
❤️⭐️
😴😴❤️
sleep will come soon if I believe 😴
❤️
(((((Star)))))
Thank you ((((((LilyAnnepuppy)))))))
Hang in there, Honey. It’s always darkest before the dawn. That may be a trite saying but some of my best times in my life have been following a severe depression. ❤️
I'm late and I hope you've slept well and awakened to a better day.
Hey cutie. It’s not too good. How are you today?
Me too. Spectacularly not good hahaha. I came on our forum in lousy shape and promptly acted up. Upset a whole lot of nice folks who took a break to chill me out.
I made spiced prunes for a treat / med. (Still long overdue for a potty visit.)
Today's a new day. We can give it our best.
spectacularly is pretty crap😄…..you didn’t upset no one that’s not your m.o.
Still with the "crap" comments? I thought Dolphin cured you of that? 🤣
she’s got no shame that one
I was a dental assistant you know. We health care workers stick together.
I’m glad you got some help to chill out. I talked to a friend and my therapist. I was better for a bit. Now I’m screwed up again. Really scared
I'm sorry my friend. Glad you're here reaching out. Sometimes life sucks. We gotta ride it out.
yeah ride out the suckiness … trying to let myself feel and not distract with stuff that helps me not to feel
I know you feel scared, but you always inspire me with your bravery.
I love you ❤️ thank you so much ❤️and I think you are brave too ❤️I really do ❤️you’re a tough cookie ha! ❤️
and me
Were you talking to me? I don't understand.
oh ha I responded but I think he was talking to you, I confused myself
Let go of the secret. it does not matter, it only matters to you. Let it go. and be free.
Dear Starr please take care of yourself. You have been through so much and you need to grieve without beating yourself up, you couldn’t have done more for your dear mum. Sending lots of virtual hugs Xxx
you’re right that’s what my therapist said too that I have been through so much and she wants me to release with art…and a friend said to not ‘should’ myself to be better or stronger I’m ok being where I am and it’s ok to not get chores done it’s ok to rest and feel anything and just be me.
Your friend's advice is so kind and wise. Do let yourself grieve and be where you are.
Your secret is yours to keep or share. You know what you need to heal; trust yourself.
My friend is an addiction counselor. He’s been through a lot in life. He’s learned a lot along the way and shared it. He had someone very close to him die right before my mom died. He says he finds he feels a lot of guilt when he grieves. Same here. Its good to know it’s part of grieving. It’s also good to have you friends on here like you to lean on you are with such compassion and wisdom❤️
I was so scared earlier and I was having trouble breathing. My therapist told me to look for a sign from souls and angels out there to remind me they are with me. I got a sign I asked for it as I was opening a drawing book and out popped a poem reminding of God and that we are beautifully made right now and shortly after I read it could breathe better and relax a little.
Your therapist sounds amazing. I'm glad you found your poem waiting there.
I'm much more of a skeptic concerning spiritual messages, but some things make it through even my thick head. My house has gone to weeds since I'm too crippled to tend it. Ugly and depressing everywhere. The faucet attachment in the back yard leaks drip, drip, drip. (Sorry SS.)
But all the ugliness birthed a miracle: grape vines growing up through the broken concrete. Grape vines! Momma took me to pick wild grape leaves all through my childhood. The memories bring back family meals, stuffed vine leaves, pastries...
Even a skeptic like me can dream dreams.
I am pretty sceptical these days too. I used to believe in spiritual things more than I can now.
The grape vines -wow-making it through the concrete to be there for your heart and soul is beautiful. It’s so beautiful, you and your mom collecting grape leaves together ❤️❤️ and those other memories 😊✨⭐️✨so special
Starrlight, be kind to yourself. You are sitting with grief. A strong and justified one. Your mama, your Angel. Stop, take a deep breath and release. Meditate before bedtime and if ur mind wonders to a trigger or fear or negative replace it immediately with a positive thought about ur mama, about ur family, about anything that is joy for you. 🙏🏻In my prayers. XO
I needed that… the deep breath. Off to meditate … I’m grateful for you ❤️
Sending hope and positive energy. When you are ready I will listen without judgment and remind you how important you are.
Thank you so! I think your hope and positive energy got to me a bit. But I am in bed where I have been for majority of the time lately. I think I’m depressed. Right now I’m listening to Coco snore a sweet cute snore 😴
Sometimes a day in bed or in my case on the couch is a day well spent. Oliver has turned one of my couch cushions into a cat bed. And Molly comes running if I move.
Awwwwww nice I love Oliver and Molly
They are characters. For Valentines Day Molly got some peanut butter treats and a new collar that's reflective. Oliver got some catnip toys. The shelter my daughter in law works at did Meow boxes as a fundraiser. I got a cute cat picture and Oliver got a bunch of stuff. But he doesn't like cat treats so they will go to my best friend's cats.