Today, I would like to share one of my poems from Wounds I Healed, which, as I write, is still No.1 New Release in Poetry Anthologies on Amazon.com! I am blown away by the amount of support and good wishes we have received from the many wonderful people who have contributed to the anthology, or... Continue Reading →
Issue V of Free Verse Revolution's literary magazine is out today, and is entitled 'Cassandra: Prophecy and Deceit.' I am honoured to be included amongst the list of contributors. For this issue, I submitted a poem about PMDD, a pre-menstrual disorder which affects up to 1 in 20 women of reproductive age, most of whom... Continue Reading →
**Warning: contains strong language and references to the female reproductive system** Chestnuts not roasting on an open firefor fear I may incinerate myself Yuletide carols being sung by a choir trigger my auditory startle response.Everybody knowscold turkey without meds can bea recipe for disaster timebut the drugs don’t work for me right now you seeso I’ll just... Continue Reading →
Invisible illnesses. If you have one, you stand a high chance of having spent a large portion of your life being misdiagnosed, misunderstood and doubted, both by medical professionals and the world at large. It is so difficult to live with this kind of gaslighting, and yet for many people (myself included) this is a... Continue Reading →
Waiting for happy newsto come across the radiowaves, I’m stuck home with the blueswaiting for happy news. Waiting for happy newswhich might come in an email:‘Well done! You’ve won! We loveyour work.’ Instead, insideit’s dark, I wait for happy news. Waiting for happy news:the cure! So simpleand a medical profession who recognisethere are millions like... Continue Reading →
Those of you who have been following this site for a while may be aware I suffer from a chronic health condition known as PMDD. I haven't written a PMDD post in some time, because I realise it may not be relevant to most of my readers. Nevertheless, I believe it is important to raise... Continue Reading →
Cowering in the cupboard: well I would be if I could emitting a sharp hiss at the slightest approach of danger. Well it’s almost like this:‘Get back!’ I hiss 'And leave me to face the dark side alone, againI didn’t ask for this, but I’ve been given...' ‘There are worse things happen at sea’you say, and so... Continue Reading →
I don’t mean to complainabout my ruthless uterus but all the same(though I hate to make a fuss)periodically it drives mealmost insane. Ok it’s not reallythe uterus, butthe hormones triggeredby its cycles and not even really thatbut the actions of these hormones on the brain. Why is it always ‘the’ brain anyway?as if to say we... Continue Reading →
Another week of PMDD hell. By Monday I was almost beside myself, I was feeling so bad. I just wanted to talk to somebody who could understand. But who in my circle could understand? I am incredibly difficult to live with when I'm going through this, and sometimes the least damaging thing I can do... Continue Reading →
Just go:you've said enough,so let's not make it tougheron ourselves.This isn't an excuse to stay in bed: I feelas if my head is in a vice, and I'm so tiredof trying tobe nice, sopleasejustgo. © Experimentsinfiction 2021, All Rights Reserved Written for dVerse I have PMDD. I've written about this a lot, but this is... Continue Reading →
