I needed paramedics last night. I phoned at 10pm and they arrived at 3.20am. This is how busy they are.

It was one of my worst episodes. I was suffocating it seemed. I fell asleep which was fortunate, and they came up to my bedroom. They were both really lovely.

I am still rather tight in my chest. I would rather not be alive in all honesty.

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.

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