Pain and rage You and I are not on the same page. You are embedded in my mind. I have no choice even though I can’t abide. You want conflicts and confrontations. I want peace and cooperation. You try to derail me. Instead of guiding me. You’re constantly aggressive. As if you were the … Continue reading Poem; Rage and Pain.
I miss her tremendously. My eyes are getting teary. It was ten years ago. She had to go. My confidant is gone. Her unconditional love is gone. She was my rock. And I am still under the shock. That she won’t come back. I have to accept this fact. Peace and serenity Lawrence Copyright © … Continue reading Poem; My Mother
I walked into the hospital. I wonder if she’ll recall. When I stepped into her room. I saw her facing the window’s room. I called her up. She turned back her eyes lite up. This ninety years old lady. That I used to see daily. She recognized me right away. She was so happy to … Continue reading Poem; Visit
For us, living with disorders. We are all great warriors. We fight daily. We’ll fight until eternity. We fight an intangible enemy. Sometimes we have to fight fiercely. To remain positive. To avoid being depressive. The enemy's quest for our positivity. Is without boundary. He wants our soul to drown. He wants to see us … Continue reading Poem; Warriors.
“You can do it” she whispered The nurse had a soothing voice She meant well and was good hearted There was no way I could do it The pain was too strong For too long Forbid me for my action But I need to end this misery Sorry, but I can’t do it. Peace and … Continue reading Let it bleed challenge; week 19 “You can do it” she whispered
I was hurting So badly I was battling So sadly I kept on trying Was making progress I was improving Despite all this duress Until an email And I regress Made me derail Such an unpleasant mess Shattering my hope Could have gained some breathing room To lose up my rope But now it is … Continue reading Poem; Shattered Hope
Today I had a rapid cycle bipolar day which went from high to worse. For once I’ll try to focus on the positive side of things instead of my usual negative bias. An excellent friend of mine invited me to lunch at his beautiful house in the outskirt of Dijon. It was a bit of … Continue reading Bipolar day.
Thirteen years ago, my youngest boy was born in Geneva. It was an emergency C-section as they were little sign or no signs of life of him in his mother’s womb. Once he came out his umbilical cord was as black as charcoal. They had to resuscitate him five times before the doctors were able … Continue reading Thirteen years ago.
I haven’t posted anything for the past few days as I am dealing with majors problems that are aggravating my depression. And potentially destroying more of my life. It is my fault as “you create the life that you have,” as per my former psychiatrist's quote. I want to make one thing very clear that … Continue reading Self-Destruction.
I wrote a post back in mid-February called, The Right To Die. A very sensitive issue where I was arguing the fact that people with an incurable illness should have the right to die in a dignified manner. What had sparked these thoughts were few very profound statement made by Savannah that you can read … Continue reading I Was Wrong,