http://slow.writerscafe.org/myownshadow The original writings of author Sabina en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776134825 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 this is as good a day as any to at least try and put my feelings in order http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/myownshadow/2824615/ We were talking on the phone tonight and he asked me how many relationships had i been in and after answering we started talking about his family and i missed my chance of asking the same thing. We spoke for a few more minutes and right as he was about to say goodnight i said i wanted to ask him one.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/myownshadow/2823674/ Context: So I’m in my 3rd day of having Covid, my mind is fuzzy, it’s close to midnight and I’m listening to one of those korean playlists on youtube, the ones that seem curated to get me to feel all the feels; and all of this while waiting for him to read the text I just sent him&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/myownshadow/2822848/          During all those months we talked about everything and nothing. I felt I could be honest with you, I trusted you and you did not dissapoint. You were a stranger on the internet, so it didn’t really matter if you thought I was weird, right? I wouldn’t hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/myownshadow/2808791/ Sometimes you do not need to say something to hurt the other, sometimes words are redundant.You’re used to keeping quiet, mainly because there’s no one to listen to what you have to say, but others being quiet hurts so much sometimes. You have learned, over the years, what the sound of h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/myownshadow/2808786/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/myownshadow/2808779/ 2 hours slept that night...Got up at 4, cuddled the catAnd listened to the rainThe train left at 7 So I sat there with my thoughtsAfraid I'll wreck it allStressed on the train,Panicked and shakingBut there you were, just waitingWith 7 roses in your hands, For every month we talked, Green paper wrapp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/myownshadow/2776203/ We spoke onlineYou saw no photosSomehow you seemed to like me..?But now we're talking trains and plans To finally see each otherI'm scared you'll finally realize I'm not the girl you pictured.Not tall and skinny, beautiful,Like those we complimented Just me, pathetic old soulWho's scared to see a mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/myownshadow/2776202/ It's been about 11 years since I first saw my mother drunk11 years of having to care for her and being worried and scared and responsible 9 years since depression took over my father9 years of being haunted by the images of him lying in bed for months as if dead6 years since I first experienced depr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/myownshadow/2766279/