I am going to admit something:
I have been disingenuous.
Tag Archives: loneliness
Vulnerable
a free flow prose piece
A Moment of Grump
An old boss of mine who knew that I was a writer once said to me:
“If my wife wrote a book, I wouldn’t waste any time reading it. I would want to read everything she wrote.”
Forlorn
I’ve needed companionship for quite some time now, actually. I need someone who I know is there, whether it’s to be listened to or just hugged, knowing my company is not just wanted, but as equally needed.
Calling for Help
A funny thing often happens when you take that step, suck up the courage, and admit to the world the deep seated pain of loneliness and depression that has been prevalent in your life for longer than you can remember being happy.
Goddess of Foxes 