September 28, 2023

941 days

941 days ago, I got dumped.

It’s now been 937 days since I moved into this place.

932 since I bought this grey couch from strangers,

and had my brothers put it right here,

in this spot.

823 since I got my first tattoo.

I now have over 30.

It’s been 821 days since I came out to my closest friends

and 803 since I wrote my first chapter.

668 since my dog passed away.

367 since I came out to the world.

236 days ago, I quit my job

and 203 days ago, I shared my first poem.

It’s been 87 days since my brother found out I am queer.

I haven’t spoken to him in 86 days.

25 since I finished my first book

and 11 since I kissed a girl I’m crushing on.

941 days ago, I was gaunt.

Hollowed eyes,

unable to eat,

unable to sleep

and thinking,

this world takes more than it gives.

1 day ago, I was rested, cosy and happy,

watching the sunset turn my sheer blinds into art

from this faded grey couch,

in this spot,

in this home.


this world is maddeningly beautiful sometimes.

maybe i can help :)

I am no shrink or life expert. In fact life throws me a lot of lemons. But I'm pretty good at making lemonade, being resilient and (I've been told) giving advice. So, if you need an outsider's perspective, I'm here! On love & relationships, on family issues, on work, on anything really. I'll give you my take and maybe (hopefully) it'll help. 100% anonymous of course.

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