I’m hanging in…

I am writing earlier as tiredness and bleeeaaagh have overtaken too often lately. I have never committed to writing everyday but I feel the love here.

Today I have had my worst symptom despite taking the medicine that prevents it. It leaves me feeling disgusted and lacking self-esteem. But I am over it now.

There is no change on the help front, much to my friends disgust. I have asked for the company who shouted at me to have mediation so that we might sort things out.

I have cooked myself simple meals as there is only one of me. For some reason my frying pan is missing. My cleaner might find it tomorrow. If not I’ll have to replace it.

Apart from dashing out to get groceries, the weather has kept me in. Tomorrow is forecast as dry, so I shall plant some plants and get more food.

I’m in a bad sleep mode at present, which I don’t like.

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

4 replies on “I’m hanging in…”

I do hope you’re able to get some sleep. I’m working on less than three hours today myself. It’s not ideal, especially in your case. Sleep is so healing and beneficial. Keep fighting the good fight.


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