Saving a little kindness for yourself
According to the definition of kindness, it is 'the quality of being friendly, generous, and considerate.' So why is it as I look in the mirror and scrutinise the way I look, the way I got a little chubby and the way my skin looks dull, the way I look at myself in disgust, thinking 'you're not enough'. I'm overcome with vicious comments to myself and anger over how I let the way I look slip or the way I don't like who I am and I realise that kindness starts with me.
The damaged wing
It was the longest summer of my life, the heat was torturous and unrelenting, like my life. It all started in May, I lost my job and soon was having money troubles and found myself wondering how I’d be able to survive, by the end of June, I had received my eviction notice and had to leave my two-bed apartment in the City. I had sold most of my belongings by this point to try to afford everyday essentials like food, the gas and electric, but it quickly went.
The Warmth in the Cold
The cold, the ice, the bone-rattling shaking, the ache so deep it had no beginning and no end. It had been 3 days this time since it began, my frozen pond where the cold seeped so deep, where there was no living or dead, just a lonely state where I sank into.