It Has Been Happening For Millennia
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In this poem I address the cyclical nature of trauma through generations and time. How it happens in the family and in community, often institutions viewed by society as sacred.
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When Sleep Does Not Come
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When I can’t sleep, sometimes, I write poetry. This is what happens When Sleep Does Not Come.
Read MorePain Is My Companion
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This is a poem about the physical and emotional pain of remembering trauma from the past. It was written a while after another flashback, in the autumn of 2020. I first had the flashback and a few weeks later my body just went into excruciating pain. The emotional pain of remembering was followed by physical pain.
Read MoreThis Is No Longer My Secret
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Before starting, I just want to caution you to the content of this post. It is about child sexual abuse and maybe you may want to check within yourself if this is a good time for you to read it.
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The lessons at the end of friendships
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The ending of a friendship always brings lessons and gifts. As I navigate the recent ending of a friendship, I reflect on all the lessons I have learnt both from someone ending their friendship with me and when I have ended it myself.
Read MoreWhen Love turns to Poison
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Sometimes, in life, really hard and tough decisions need to be made in order to stand up for ourselves. So that we don't allow poison disguised as love to break us down. So that we can survive. T
These are my words regarding the reason why I decided to not speak or have any contact with my parents.
Read MoreRemembering Trauma - my story
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The following text is a post on my experience of remembering trauma and I share something that feels very sensitive. The path for me to actually press the publish button, has felt long and painful. The more I felt the push to publish, the more fears came up, the fear is still here, right now, as I write, and I am still going to press the publish button.
The push eventually subsided and now I have a sense that these words need to be said so that I can carry on exploring my authentic self in all it’s colours, variations and emotions. It feels like I can no longer write about anything without sharing this first.
Read MoreAgony
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At the beginning of the year I spent a couple of months back in Portugal, where I come from. During that time a lot happened. It was intense and there has been a memory from the past, that keeps wanting to be released and shared here. During this particular time in Portugal, this desire to share that story was intensified, to a point where it felt suffocating not to and there was an intense urgency for doing it. Eventually the urgency disappeared and now I am just waiting for a time that feels right, inside of me.
I wrote something about that memory. I will be sharing it soon. For now, I want to share a poem I wrote about how that agony felt inside of me then and in a much lower intensity, is still felt now.
Read MoreHe - Masculine | She - Feminine
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The first two chapters of this story were inspired by a dream a friend of mine shared with me. The dream had a specific meaning for her. When I heard it I heard something else and all of a sudden this story started to unfold in my head.
Read MoreI: a poem
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This is a poem I wrote from an intense body sensory experience in Bletchley, February 2018. I will be adding some more of my poetry in the coming days. These pieces have all been written from a place of flow and inspiration, with no planning. I never thought I would be writing poetry, yet, here I am. I hope you enjoy this piece as well as my future ones.
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