PUTTING BACK THE PIECES OF THAT JIGSAW

A republication from my earlier blog- Dancingwithenvelopes.wordpress.com- originally published August 2017 AUGUST 1, 2017 DANCINGWITHENVELOPES LEAVE A COMMENT Tuesday 1st August is today… I’m finally beginning to return to a mental state I truly couldn’t even remember, or imagine, feeling again, only a few days ago. With it, I am beginning to find I can manage to … Continue reading PUTTING BACK THE PIECES OF THAT JIGSAW →

REMEMBERING THE ROUTE TOWARDS THE ‘UP’

SNIPPETS OF THOUGHT ‘This too shall pass’ -Retrieved from my first blog, where I originally wrote and published this- March 30th 2017- DANCINGWITHENVELOPES Over this last week, it became increasingly apparent that I was moving forwards from Depression. I suddenly had feelings again, I wasn’t under a bell jar, my surroundings were inviting me to … Continue reading REMEMBERING THE ROUTE TOWARDS THE ‘UP’ →

Step it up a notch

Trigger Warning- References to suicide and self harm, this is a poem I wrong months and months ago before today, when I found it in saved drafts, I decided to publish it, due to the poignance and the power of the ; and it’s meaning, and significance, worth and hope…

Garden for your thoughts…

This post was written by myself, and published first on my first ever blog- http://www.dancingwithenvelopes.wordpress.com- on 10th August 2017. Introduction: Reflective insights into various journaled moments throughout different periods of lived experience, across the years, may be utilised via a type of spoken word time travel, to reveal truth and experience still very much valid … Continue reading Garden for your thoughts… →

The Green Mist

Originally written and published on 6th April 2018, on my earlier blog- http://www.dancingwithenvelopes.wordpress.com Hidden, lie the unseen branches Vanished, now- unseen green bloom Deathly claws frosting, winter’s gloom Tender, stems sleep, beneath chill moon Fallow, the heart of a breathless Earth Yet still come the brave, to spear through Ice glazed armour You will see … Continue reading The Green Mist →

Faltering, unpleasant and off key improv- symbolic and telling of the impact radio silence and isolation with zero voice or support from mental health or other services, hear how dreadful I try to express. Now my mind is decaying.

It’s supposed to be erratic dark imperfect and a touch off key. Silent imperfection of inexpressible unheard sadness grief desolation and exile. It’s not meant to be a pleasant sounding piece. It’s repetitive, grim, off key, imperfect and broken- the wavering harmony of a voice or melody chained off from help being heard or able … Continue reading Faltering, unpleasant and off key improv- symbolic and telling of the impact radio silence and isolation with zero voice or support from mental health or other services, hear how dreadful I try to express. Now my mind is decaying. →

Bipolar ‘tomorrows’

Hypermanic polar opposites, Bipolar Disorder stirring and bubbling in a broth combined with C-PTSD and a sprinkle of ADHD… Yeah so apparently, that’s me🫨😵‍💫🫣 Not that my coffee table resembles any such a diagnosis at all! 😂🫣🎵 FYI- It took me fucking HOURS to concentrate enough to write this, so do me a favour and … Continue reading Bipolar ‘tomorrows’ →