by Mhaya
February 8, 2011
There are so many jumbled feelings inside of me at the moment, and I’m not sure where to turn or what to say. I know that in writing about my truths, my pain, my ups and downs, that it hurts someone else, even when he holds the line. It may not show in that moment, but days, weeks later it springs forth in a conversation, as a look of surprise grips even him, as if he hadn’t really allowed it in until that moment.
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by Mhaya
February 3, 2011
My stomach is suddenly in knots, though not the fear ones or the sadness ones but the ones that make you wanna puke or move or do both at the same time. The ones that make you scream out, “how is this possible?” how could this one or that one forget me so easily or let go of me so quickly? The ones that nastily want revenge, to show how little this one or that one means to me.
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