I’ve found myself complaining a lot over the last few weeks. It’s not sitting well. Whilst I have bouts of gloom, I’m not generally a complainer. I’m a keeper of gratitude diaries, a giver of personal pep talks, a reluctant Pollyanna. Counting my blessings is second nature – I’m aware it’s not hard – I … Continue reading Trees and unknown normality
I'm nearing the end of my Telling your Story course. I've produced a sheaf of poems from over the last month, a couple that I really love, some that need a bit more work and some that are best left as they are - an simple expression of emotion. I'll be sending several out for … Continue reading My coronavirus case has a cherry pink lining
Self imposed isolation for almost a month (I’m not on an official list but getting a simple cold puts me out of action for weeks, so I’m taking no chances for fear of relapse). My brain has thought of nothing beyond how terrified I am for everyone and being utterly obsessed with making sure everyone … Continue reading Writing is happening (thank goodness)
Seven years of M.E. means I've learned a lot about the impact of being isolated, and I've put together some thoughts and ideas that might be helpful over the coming weeks.