Kinda makes me wanna climb in the phone and look into your eyes so you can see how I see you with these words. So brave to write like this but also so incredibly alive to be in it - not numb to it, not running from, as you write this you stand with both feet in the trenches of it and hopefully that means it can move and dissolve to make space for new lighter feelings. Iβm so sorry for what youβre having to go through. Itβs beautiful writing. π«Ά
This was so deep and raw Mark. I really do feel every word and the heaviness of it. Thank you for sharing such a personal thing here it takes a lot of courage and you wrote such an amazing pieceπ€
Hang in there! You aren't alone. There are so many people -- so many of us -- who struggle to keep everything afloat. I firmly believe that the universe will support you, Mark, if you allow it to. You don't have to carry everything by yourself. I remember when I was going through my divorce how things just happened when I was at my lowest point -- the insurance refund that arrived unexpectedly, the friend who paid my rent without my asking, the others who took me to dinner and gave me the things I needed when I had nothing. Today for me it is the kindness of strangers who help me navigate an unfamiliar culture in a language I still struggle with. It is the kindness of people here on Substack who see me and recognize the path I am on. There are people there for you too. Sometimes you just have to let go and provide the space needed for help to arrive. Sending you love and hope and, to the universe, an energetic appeal for you to receive whatever it is you need.
Your words are so raw and honest. Itβs heartbreaking to read about your struggle, but itβs also inspiring to see your determination to keep going. I wish could give you a big hug and let you know I care about you my friend, and I am here for you always β₯οΈ
Glad you can say all this. I do take you seriously but I canβt resist a little joke.. in Australia children learn how to swim from three months old .. by seven they are training to be surf life saversβ¦ sending you a flotilla of helpers to take you a warm beachπ
Thank you so much for your kindness β€οΈ
Kinda makes me wanna climb in the phone and look into your eyes so you can see how I see you with these words. So brave to write like this but also so incredibly alive to be in it - not numb to it, not running from, as you write this you stand with both feet in the trenches of it and hopefully that means it can move and dissolve to make space for new lighter feelings. Iβm so sorry for what youβre having to go through. Itβs beautiful writing. π«Ά
Your words and your kindness mean a lot to me. I have no choice but to keep fighting. I learned that from an early age.
This is so beautifully express thanks for sharing mark ππ«
Awww, thank you for reading.
That feeling sucks. Your poem rocks. You aren't alone. πβ₯οΈ
You are brave for writing and posting this. Donβt give up. Thereβs light on the other side.
Thank you so much.
Just subbed π
Thank you. Just did the same
This was so deep and raw Mark. I really do feel every word and the heaviness of it. Thank you for sharing such a personal thing here it takes a lot of courage and you wrote such an amazing pieceπ€
Thank you so much for reading and responding. Writing this kind of piece is good therapy for me
Hang in there! You aren't alone. There are so many people -- so many of us -- who struggle to keep everything afloat. I firmly believe that the universe will support you, Mark, if you allow it to. You don't have to carry everything by yourself. I remember when I was going through my divorce how things just happened when I was at my lowest point -- the insurance refund that arrived unexpectedly, the friend who paid my rent without my asking, the others who took me to dinner and gave me the things I needed when I had nothing. Today for me it is the kindness of strangers who help me navigate an unfamiliar culture in a language I still struggle with. It is the kindness of people here on Substack who see me and recognize the path I am on. There are people there for you too. Sometimes you just have to let go and provide the space needed for help to arrive. Sending you love and hope and, to the universe, an energetic appeal for you to receive whatever it is you need.
The last stanza is heartbreaking. Sending you the biggest hug.
Much appreciated. Thank you
This is so raw and heavy. You can feel the struggle in every line. Sharing something this honest takes a lot.β€οΈ
Thanks for reading. I write because it helps me to get my emotions out.
Mark this one is my favorite π«Ά
Thank you. Means a lot.
Funny, i wrote a similar poem few days ago. Same sentiments. Maybe a reminder that you're not alone.
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https://mbjournals.substack.com/p/learning-to-drown-quietly?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=81vzcf
I'll be sure to check it out. Thanks for reading.
Your words are so raw and honest. Itβs heartbreaking to read about your struggle, but itβs also inspiring to see your determination to keep going. I wish could give you a big hug and let you know I care about you my friend, and I am here for you always β₯οΈ
Thanks for reading. Thanks for caring. Means more than you know.
Glad you can say all this. I do take you seriously but I canβt resist a little joke.. in Australia children learn how to swim from three months old .. by seven they are training to be surf life saversβ¦ sending you a flotilla of helpers to take you a warm beachπ
This hits deep, and so real π beautifully written
Thank you. Means a lot π«