After stealing a bickie from the jar in the kitchen cupboard, I made my way through the dining room and into the lounge. I knew where the toys were, they never moved. I delicately leaned over the little glass table and the crocheting tools that sat upon it. I picked up the big cardboard box and manoeuvred myself out from behind the large leather recliners. Even though there was nothing particularly amazing in there, I knew what I was looking for. I rummaged past the dirty blo
In a group, the art of decision-making requires, at best, consensus. Or at least the volume of one voice to rise higher than the others in the room. And always, it must end with a clear destination and path forward. There are four in our group, including myself. It is not an ideal number for making democratic decisions, the obvious hurdle being the lack of a tie-breaking vote in the event of deadlock. The first time we all went out for dinner only came after three previous at
[Content Warning: Homophobia, self-harm, suicide] I decided to kill myself after a nasogastric hospital stay. I’d lived in the closet for so long that it had started to close in around me and I was shrinking myself to fit. One day, I woke up with a shadow that I just couldn’t shake. Meals turned to poison on my plate. I started carrying my closet with me everywhere I went. Soon, my melancholy mornings turned to melancholy months and no amount of therapy could bring me peace.
We are connected in so many ways to each other: Friends, family, co-workers, Culture, religion, beliefs, Circumstantial or chosen,
Brightly coloured of intangible, Tendrils reaching our in search of others. Strands overlapping and intertwining Like spider webs. Some as grand as the wing of an eagle, Filling up a whole room with their glistening silver rope Some small masterpieces with immaculate patterns. So delicate and easily broke, Yet at the same time The strongest bond