Ernest Hemingway once said: “There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self” What does this quote imply? Ernest Hemingway struggled with depression at the time he wrote this quote. You can tell by his words. The first sentence shows he probably tried toContinue reading “Ernest Hemingway’s Mind”
What side of the brain do you use? The interaction between both is a game of volleyball, a confusing element within its features, a comprehensive account of our genetics and memory processes… Skills are what motivates us. Experience is what shapes us. Atoms. That’s all we are atoms.
Scotland is a beautiful country. People are friendly. Everyone supports one another in the community and it’s like going back in time. On a train journey from Kyle of Lochalsh to Inverness there was not one person using their phone but admiring the scenery. That’s the beauty of Scotland.
I thought I’d do a post after seeing a post on Facebook about a kind hearted young girl taking her own life because of borderline personality disorder caused by abuse. I just want to point out the effects of borderline personality disorder and how it may impact on caregivers: BPD are loving individuals They areContinue reading “Is it time to rethink borderline personality disorder?”
Today I joined a creative writing group at Mind which I throughly enjoyed. I chose the topic astronomy and wrote a short piece: The alignment of the planets spiralled in the eyes of its creator. The infinite depths of darkness enlightened by only one sun, the sun we see from earth. Connected as we are,Continue reading “Creative Writing Group: Astronomy 🔭”
You took her soul, her spirit, her mind You showed her fake love, love that was blind. You pulled her into your deepest fears You reminded her of all the memories over the years You told her you’ll leave her once she’s in love Once again she flew, spread her wings like a dove YouContinue reading “Toxic Love (Poem)”
Love is undefinable. You think the person you love will always deliver the same you give to them. If it’s imbalanced it is destructive. As Shakespeare once said “The route of all heartache is expectation” You can’t expect anyone to love you but you can always hold on to that inner hope. You have to loveContinue reading “What is love?”
The heart weeped. It’s shattered. It’s bruised. It hoped.It looked. It found. It lost. It moped. The tears fell. It’s endless. It’s dried. It’s condensated. It’s hell. The body ached. It’s weak. It’s hurt. It’s painful. It’s bleak. The memories split. It’s disorientated. It’s confused. It’s recalling. It’s used. Your confidence drowned. It’s dissociative. It’sContinue reading “A million pieces of glass📝”