The test of faith is whether I can make space for difference. Can I recognize God’s image in someone who is not in my image, whose language, faith, ideal, are different from mine? If I cannot, then I have made God in my image – Rabbi Lord Jonathan Sacks zt”l, 1948-2020Rabbi Lord Jonathan Sacks on…
Is this what staying with reality looks like?
This is what I wrote on instagram now. The last line is what I'm thinking about here. (It will be easier to understand if you've read what I wrote here.) I said that the truth is I still don't know what to do with myself. I've woken myself up, but I haven't done anything. What…
Sitting with reality
Something just happened. It huts too close to home for me to write about it yet. And, I don't know how to handle it or what to do with myself. I don't feel anything for it would hurt too much so it doesn't yet hurt at all. Just sitting with itJust being with itThe I…
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Why is it that the people who want to live, die, and the people who want to die, live? So long as there is life, there is hope. Love, light, and glitter
TW: Thinking about the thoughts of using.
Trigger warning. Please do not read this if it could trigger or disrupt you in any way. I was thinking. About how much I think about using cocodamol. Just a few. Just to see if it helps. I liked bgddyjim's post. It got me thinking. How using, which I think of so often, even just…
Random 273
Tried to sleep but was thinking and shaking so was up. I'm not sure if I should really post this. I'm stupid. Still shaking after an hour plus. It gets annoying when it goes on and there's no discernable cause. So I went onto my private diary to write about it for tired of whinging…
Sadness
I'm sad. I wonder if I have a way to express what I'm thinking. Unless it flows, and the words just work, it doesn't happen. I don't do analysing what I write. Either I write. Or I don't. I'm sad. Have been since Thursday. Since he killed himself. He killed himself. I didn't know him.…
Trigger warning. Why is it fair?
He killed himself. I don't even know him. He died yesterday. He lived across the road from her. She ended her life in January. I don't know why anyone told me. I don't know. It's not fair. Why? Why is there so much darkness in the world that no light could penetrate? Why is it…
Journey to life 