Lady in Between – Short Story – Lyric Video

Short Story, lady in between.

Lady in Between – Short Story Lyric Video

This short story of mine was particularly hard for me to create. All the steps of it: writing, recording, editing the audio and making an video to. I love the story but I almost as if wanted it to be done fast, I couldn’t stomach it.

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Master of Escapism (a Poet, a writer, Story)

Master of Escapism album art. A lady with her hair full of butterflies that represent dreams of a writer, a poet. Perhaps of one that wrote this short story.

Master of escapism is a short story of a poet, a writer that lives her life in daydreams. For her, anything but reality is more comfortable and enjoyable. Mental health conditions such as maladaptive daydreaming and dissociation mused this one.

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a Lady In-Between – a short fiction

Short Story, lady in between.

Another short fiction by me.  Lady in Between is a single mother of four that lost her husband to suicide. Here we can witness her internal dialogue as she sits on her front porch looking at her kids playing on the lawn. I hope that none of you will ever have to go through a suicide of a loved one.

This story is mused by someone I know, someone I view as one of the strongest women on earth.

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Suicide Gone Wrong – the Aftermath

To help someone understand Suicide

I have never written about my suicide attempt publicly or discussed it with those closest to me. Perhaps I should have, maybe it would have made healing a little bit faster. For both, me and my loved ones. Just make it clear… it had nothing to do with the people around me. It had everything to do with the things I buried within myself. To the eyes of others, everything seemed to be fine. It was a direct effect of the depression that I was fighting alone, not because I had to but because I chose to.

Am truly lucky to have survived and I have my loved ones to thank for that.

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