The other day I was angry with someone. My anger was based on an age old grudge my Mom, who died four years ago, held for something done to my Grammie, who’s been dead about 15 years. You still with me?
In writing it out I’m barely with me. Lol!😂
Anyway, I told my Dad and after a flicker of anger in his eyes quickly faded he asked me if I was really, truly burning with anger. I replied my anger had dulled to a glowing red piece of coal.
His sage and irreverent advice was thus,
“If a long held grudge has reduced itself to a small ember, piss on it, put it out and be done with it.”
And I laughed so hard I think I must have peed a little because my anger was gone.
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I am a writer of both fiction and non, an avid reader, a visual artist, a poet, an amature photographer, a feminist, and author of, The Adventures of Trefor the Curling Rock, a children's book about the sport of curling. Check out www.trefor.ca for more information about my book.
I have been coping with chronic pain, severe depression and anxiety, and grief for roughly ten years. These are my private stories and I am making them public because I'm tired of feeling isolated. My hope is by sharing my stories I will start to feel like more of a contributor to society again and perhaps make readers feel less alone with their struggles.
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