Dear Mum… (part 13)
13 years, how time flies! Every year gets harder and easier at the same time. My memories of you are slowly fading, every year I forget a little more about you. I don’t know whether it’s the trauma of losing you or just my bad memory. Your little Ben turns 18 this year, you’d be…
quick little thought dump
Quick little brain vomit, been reflecting on some stuff over the past few days. Life really just likes to screw you over and makes the chemicals in your brain broken. Mine has been broken for as long as I can remember. Although, I don’t remember much from my teenage years because of this. Who knew…
22 years on this earth. What have I learnt?
It was the year 1999. My mum was 19 and pregnant with her third child. On the 25th May she gave birth to me. Three days before her 20th birthday. Now 22 years later and we’re here! What a life it has been! There’s we so many ups and so many downs but I finally made…22, birthday, life, reflection
It’s 3:30 am on a Monday. I’m sat here just staring into the void and thinking about what could have been and how my life would’ve panned out differently if my mum was still with us today. It pains me everyday she’s not here to see me accomplish milestones. She never got to see me…