I was happy once, it was when I lived on a farm with wide open spaces, and the the nearest neighbour was 5kms away. I walked in natural woodland every day with my dogs and had so many other pets and assorted farmyard animals. There was no noise pollution and I felt so free to do...
i was happy till late teens when i was raped my life changed dramatically after that met now ex husband who mentally and physically abused me had to tell him daily how bad i was etc etc got enough courage to leave him but could not shake feelings of unhappiness and the belief...
I can’t remember when
but it did
and there’s no turning back now.
Maybe I just woke up in the morning with a piece of me missing
was it always there – all along?
as I am now
in some indescribable state
somewhere between life...