Soul Pampering Time

Life is real

Pamper your soul with a dosage of daily relaxing time only for you and your Inner-self. Feel free to immerse yourself in the silliest activity.

Who cares if it involves stuffing your face with whipped cream or just blankly staring at your cat to the point of making him uncomfortable. Just be free of judgmental guilt and twisted worries.

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Demanding Innocence?

Life is real

An emotionally moving journey called
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Mental Health SeeSaw

Violence and intrusion

A Moment of Confusion

This is the moment i feared

My Cry, you cannot hear

 

A hold you had on me

A firm and fearful grasp

You coward behind me

Beneath your dark, black mask

 

The others you saw

They wanted to run

My heart pumping away

I felt weak, like a dying sun

 

We still could not move it

We had to go back again

Your black shroud, controlling

Hurting, fellow men

 

Possessed by urge

You reached your point

Again you wanted me

Again you urged me

Again you killed me

 

The door was open

You grabbed the prize

I lie there, such horror have I seen

I wait there, for my cries to be heard

I stay there for days, haunted by you

 

I want to leave…..

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The Invisible Wall of Harm

Life is real

Deep, moving, emotionally descriptive and meaningful words by Problematique86 – Mentalhealthseesaw

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Mental Health SeeSaw

I’m just a creature

Who can’t keep his head off the pillow

Finding comfort

From the sweat and tears of long nights

Holding on to memories

Of which were long ago

Where fear always grows

But when covered in a warm white snow

Makes no misery

Makes no fear

Makes no sense

To those who never found harm

From walking out your front door

From going to town

From talking to another body

The harm that doesn’t exist

But feels so real

That this snow and ice

Is protection

Until it melts

And I am ready to show the world

I am a creature

I am not a man

And I hide amongst the human race

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Passion

Life is real

Keep your passion and hobbies alive and don’t let them disspaear. It’s ok to take a little break due to various happenings in life but the inner voice of your passion will always call you, make you listen and help you to go back to the roots of your creative fulfilment.

You are worth

Living

Loving

Being Yourself

and

Embracing Your Uniqueness ☺

Where is Friday?

Surreal thoughts

Here I am again….

I am stuck at work.

I keep thinking about Friday because I’m convinced that the mighty Creator of the Universe has lost it or at least misplaced it. I’m talking gibberish but why oh why the weekend doesn’t last three days instead of two. Two days are nothing – you can’t even go to explore the surrounding territory because you are overloaded with chores.

Oh my sweet life and its straining routine there is still some mesmerising beauty in you which won’t vanish in distant time.

Routine is good, it keeps us organised and sane to some extent – ha ha ha ☺

An Update

Live Updates

I’ve been absent for over two weeks !!! First of all, I want to say I was so looking forward to spending last week at work awaiting Christmas like an average human being but (instead) I ended up having sinusitis & flu all together winning a one week sick note ( my first sick note from GP in my entire life). I recovered slowly… but steady. Second of all, my plans of sorting out the house for Christmas and cooking a great meal which I could present to other fellow creatures walked away from me due to my poor health. So what? We still had a great time being buried under a ton of used tissues courtesy of me. Then, the Christmas came and my partner proposed. Yessss, Goldilocks Exterminators are engaged !!! It was the most beautiful moment which I’m going to cherish for the rest of my life !!!

Happy Belated Christmas and Happy New Year Dear People xxx

What Is It?

Surreal thoughts

I like my cosy house,

the bowl of food is always full, I have always fresh water in my personal silver bowl but I still prefer to drink the water from the pot where Anna & Ian keep the Christmas tree monstrosity. Hmmmm Tinsel and pompons…. back to the point… I have thought about it and I think I have an addiction- I’m a Treechoholic… I have made a peace with it because I’m still a lovely fella.

I love running in the garden but yesterday MY GARDEN was covered in nasty and wet fluff. I must admit I enjoyed admiring the colour but the texture and temperature was not suitable for me. I chose to stay upstairs and look through the window at the strange magical flakes which covered the ground and made it look like a soft duvet.