I deeply felt your words Debra. I'm a carer to my husband, who was diagnosed with FND and CFS 5 years ago. I just wanted to reach out and say: I understand. You write beautifully. Thank you for sharing, and wishing you miraculous recoveries <3
This is raw, honest, powerful, and stunning, my friend. I'm so proud of you, and I’m so glad you posted it. Every section held something that stayed with me long after I finished reading. The line “not a single heartbreak, but a thousand small goodbyes” hit so deeply. You’ve captured what so many of us carry but rarely say out loud.
I really felt the truth in “This Body, My Weather System” and “How I’m Still Here.” You didn’t try to romanticise anything, and that’s exactly what made it so powerful. The raw, unfiltered reality of what it means to keep going, even when everything feels hard.
And those final lines, “You are not the things you can no longer do. You are the one who keeps choosing to stay,” stopped me in my tracks. That’s the kind of reminder we all need sometimes.
Thank you for writing this. It’s more than a piece. It’s a permission slip to breathe, to rest, to feel, and still belong. I’m so glad I read this today. ❤️🩹✨
Saira, thank you so much for your beautiful comment. I’m so glad the piece found you. That final line… I think I needed it too. Grateful we’re here, feeling it all, together. ❤️🩹
My pleasure, my friend. I’m so grateful we get to be here, feeling it all together. That line is going to stay with me for a long time. You’re doing something really special with your words, and I’m just so glad I get to witness it. ❤️🩹✨
Laura, thank you so much for reading this piece and for your kind words. 💕 I just want to say, I love that you gifted yourself a poem, what a wonderful, tender act.
Sending love. It's hard out here, but we're trying. Thank you for sharing. ❤️ I also learned even more from, When the Body Says No, by Dr. Gabor Matè. And for a different perspective, Knowing Ourselves by Joman Romero. Worth a look. ❤️😘
Oh yes. When the Body Says No changed so much for me. Gabor Maté’s work feels like someone finally putting language to the things I’ve felt for years. I love him! ❤️
This collection of readings made me, hit pause, pray, smile and send out a reaching hand for a hug. Seasons come and go and as each passes we learn and we grow. At some point later on, in time, some of it makes sense and the rest we still wonder why. Thank you for sharing. All beautifully felt.
These poems touched my heart today 😥🩷✨ Especially this bit... And beneath all of it. A woman who's trying. Trying to keep showing up. To stay connected. To inspire, even when she’s running on empty. To heal trauma in a body that keeps breaking.
We truly don't know what others are carrying and I just wanted to say that I see you, I am you, a tired woman just trying, pushing forward and trying, despite everything heavy trying to weigh me down. Beautiful words 📝✨
Stay strong, Debra. 💛
Thanks so much Jeff 💛
I deeply felt your words Debra. I'm a carer to my husband, who was diagnosed with FND and CFS 5 years ago. I just wanted to reach out and say: I understand. You write beautifully. Thank you for sharing, and wishing you miraculous recoveries <3
Lidia, thank you so much for your kindness. Sending love to you and your husband as you walk this road together. 💛
Oh Debra! You touch my heart. I can't imagine your daily agony. Sending love and peace. 🤍🤍
Thank you Rea, sending you love and peace as well. 💛
This is raw, honest, powerful, and stunning, my friend. I'm so proud of you, and I’m so glad you posted it. Every section held something that stayed with me long after I finished reading. The line “not a single heartbreak, but a thousand small goodbyes” hit so deeply. You’ve captured what so many of us carry but rarely say out loud.
I really felt the truth in “This Body, My Weather System” and “How I’m Still Here.” You didn’t try to romanticise anything, and that’s exactly what made it so powerful. The raw, unfiltered reality of what it means to keep going, even when everything feels hard.
And those final lines, “You are not the things you can no longer do. You are the one who keeps choosing to stay,” stopped me in my tracks. That’s the kind of reminder we all need sometimes.
Thank you for writing this. It’s more than a piece. It’s a permission slip to breathe, to rest, to feel, and still belong. I’m so glad I read this today. ❤️🩹✨
Saira, thank you so much for your beautiful comment. I’m so glad the piece found you. That final line… I think I needed it too. Grateful we’re here, feeling it all, together. ❤️🩹
My pleasure, my friend. I’m so grateful we get to be here, feeling it all together. That line is going to stay with me for a long time. You’re doing something really special with your words, and I’m just so glad I get to witness it. ❤️🩹✨
I feel you in so many ways.
Reading this immediately reminded me of “46,” a poem I wrote as a birthday gift to myself.
Such a beautiful piece—so well written, honest, and deeply reflective. Truly lovely.
Laura, thank you so much for reading this piece and for your kind words. 💕 I just want to say, I love that you gifted yourself a poem, what a wonderful, tender act.
This. 💙.
Yes we are indeed. Raw, precious powerful piece. ✨💜
Thanks Jennifer 💜
This brought tears to my eyes. I see what a bright spirit you are. Thank you for sharing your heart here.
Thank you so much Stephanie. Grateful we crossed paths here. 💛
Trauma eats our energy. Such an honest poignant poem.
It really does. Thank you. 💕
This is beautiful and I related to so much of it. Thank you for writing so honestly.
Thank you so much Amanda. Writing it was hard, but knowing it resonated makes it feel worth it. I’m really glad it found you. ❤️
I’m really glad too, Debra ❤️
Sending love. It's hard out here, but we're trying. Thank you for sharing. ❤️ I also learned even more from, When the Body Says No, by Dr. Gabor Matè. And for a different perspective, Knowing Ourselves by Joman Romero. Worth a look. ❤️😘
Oh yes. When the Body Says No changed so much for me. Gabor Maté’s work feels like someone finally putting language to the things I’ve felt for years. I love him! ❤️
So powerful. I feel these words in my bones. Thank you.
Thank you Sam. Sending you love. ❤️
This collection of readings made me, hit pause, pray, smile and send out a reaching hand for a hug. Seasons come and go and as each passes we learn and we grow. At some point later on, in time, some of it makes sense and the rest we still wonder why. Thank you for sharing. All beautifully felt.
Thank you for reading and for meeting my words with such heart.
The grief of chronic illness is so real. Thank for sharing, Deb.
These poems touched my heart today 😥🩷✨ Especially this bit... And beneath all of it. A woman who's trying. Trying to keep showing up. To stay connected. To inspire, even when she’s running on empty. To heal trauma in a body that keeps breaking.
We truly don't know what others are carrying and I just wanted to say that I see you, I am you, a tired woman just trying, pushing forward and trying, despite everything heavy trying to weigh me down. Beautiful words 📝✨