mental-health
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Ever run down a steep hill as a kid? Feeling your stomach rise into your chest as you plotted your next move to avoid hitting the bushes and other obstacles along the way. How exhilarating. My sister tells me, in her mom voice, that I am high risk, and it worries her. What can I
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I sometimes feel human emotion. I know, rare. Like a trained dog, I can turn off my emotions like a master switch on a breaker. I’ve practiced it for as long as I can remember. Feeling deep love for another person only goes as far as my willingness to allow myself to be held onto.
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This isn’t a piece about romance, nor is it of a love story. It’s about the true meaning of twin flames. Having met a few in my lifetime it came as no surprise to me that I’d find one right under my nose in the middle of the night. When kindred spirits meet, there is
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When I was younger adults would sometimes give me looks. Their faces would wrinkle, and their eyebrows would raise. It was always a look of pity. Whether the pity was over the fact that they knew I had a hard road ahead of me, or if they thought I was hopeless, I’m unsure. I always
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I just spent my last night in the apartment. I slept on the couch; my bedding has already been moved out. Actually, everything has been moved out, the space is empty. The large picture window in the front was used to house my oasis of plants; they’ve since been relocated. As nighttime fell, I looked
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I had confirmation today that I am in fact my father’s least favorite child. I had to laugh, it came from someone who would know, and they seemed to think it was funny too. Of course, my laughter wasn’t of the comedic sense, but of the defeated one. Out of five, he really only raised
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Liz tells me, “Sharon, do good wherever you can, then you can begin to heal the damages of your past.” She speaks from experience. There is a reason we’re so close; we fractured at the same age. That’s why we look at nature with childlike wonder; we are child-minded. I can see that this visit
Sharon Rose 