Eating is a thing we most all enjoy, With me, it fills me full of dread. Each time I eat soon after excruciating lower stomach pains, hours of my stomach talking and bloating. Some days flatulation sessions and lots of burps. I take newly prescribed medicine before I eat if 20 minutes to 40 before… Continue reading IBS pain from food
How come when you give someone criticism on something they did, 9 times out of 10 they decide to fight back by trying to hurt you in a cruel way? The way they go about it makes them look rude, obnoxious and downright horrid. Why can they not just accept the criticism maybe say it… Continue reading Reactions
To quote ABBA “so I want to know, what’s the name of the game?” but unlike ABBA I do not mean it in just terms of love. The whole ABBA song, the name of the game is about romantic love, it’s ups downs and confusions along with built up emotions but for me it has… Continue reading Name of the game.
Why does the sun awaken your soul? Make you feel up when you were so decidedly down and most definitely out. How does it make your eyes shine, your soul sing, your spirit leap for joy? It warms your skin but caution, it can turn from the sweet, friendly face you love to that of… Continue reading Spring And Summer Sun
The story of our path is when we go through life, where different events, diverse people change who we are in subtle or major ways. Some individuals rub off on us on our life journey, others we may forget or push away over time. As we grow we evolve. We question internally or externally things… Continue reading Life Path And Me
Sensitivity, feeling isolated, all alone as I did not fit in. My big heart crushing under the absorbing of feelings from others I wished to but could not shake. My social skills lacked, I did not know how to interact in a world where crowds overwhelmed and fightened me to the very core of who… Continue reading Indigo world
Why when I eat do I always end up in pain? I wish I wish I knew. Wanting to scream, double in pain and cry as my stomach hurts so bad it not just hurts like the dickons but feels bloated, raw, all around and bottom left. Every meal, every snack I worry in my… Continue reading Muddled inside