I guess I am not very good at sharing good news. I have struggled with this for years. My good news always comes with high education costs in terms of it being very time consuming for people to understand. I often find sharing good news scary because I know how people react.
Her friend was not ready for the good news
She had to #console her for now
It hurt her so much holding the information in
The had to absorb the pain of being the comforter
Good times were ahead
For now it was time to be gentle
#vss365
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You used to tell me grief doesn't need managing, but company. I never fully believed that when you said it.
I believe it now.
There's no #console wide enough for what this actually is.
No word big enough to hold it steady while I catch my breath.
#vss365
She was ready
The energy flowed through her
Yesterday was yesterday
The huntress racer mindset sinking in
The speed of moment necessary now
She had arrived
Time for change
#WritingCommunity#Poetry
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#vss365#console#example
And There We Are Making Us Up Again
Our wings settle us down within dusk’s light
Desolate silhouettes ask if we’re cast in stone
Your coy look plays in mine as if we’re home
Even time remembers a lost kiss in sunlight.
Reason asks why do we console Melancholy
Her gravity tugs at our deepest depths of loss
As your queen holds court all over my board
We move her like children balancing our reign.
You lift off into my storm’s fragile atmosphere
Pieces of me crowd you as we trade gambits
Perpetual change wanders all across our eyes
In time, your song decides why mine matters.
#GravityWaves
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I disagree to the medical diagnosis that mania is always bad. For me, I found that mania helped me process grief more efficiently. I am concerned that typecasting mania as something that must always be stopped prevents people realising that mania can sometimes assist healing.