Tomorrow will be the anniversary of Omar’s death. The day that would change my life, without me knowing til the following morning. It’ll be three years, since I wish I could’ve done more or done something different. Three years, that led to the start of a type of pain that I hoped to never know.Continue reading “Hi, it’s me again.”
Author Archives: Tailor
The Most Amazing Man
I wrote this poem about two years ago. At that time, I was really critical of myself. I felt as if I was talking about him too much, and that I was coming off as annoying. I felt as if everything I did was being closely monitored, and criticized. Luckily, now I feel more atContinue reading “The Most Amazing Man”
Grief within a Dystopia
When COVID-19 began to impact our jobs and our social lives, my initial reaction was that people were going to have a hard time adjusting to a new way of life. Change seems to make people uncomfortable, it can be irritating. The US was hit by change within a blink of an eye. One day,Continue reading “Grief within a Dystopia”
Self care? What's that?
I originally started working on this post awhile back. I wasn’t sure where it was going or if it served a purpose. A lot has changed since then. With the current climate that we’re in, I think it is important to reflect on self care. By this I mean, what does self care look likeContinue reading “Self care? What's that?”
Breath
Earlier today, I started a post with the intent of explaining how and why dating has been difficult for me. As I continued to write it out, so to speak, I kept finding myself beating around the bush. I don’t believe that I owe anyone an explanation or anything, but I’m not the way IContinue reading “Breath”
Dead and Alive
Before late 2017, I was someone with drive and ambition. I was dynamite. I had just gotten my first full time job, I had found my person, and I had the desire to go to grad school. For a moment, things felt perfect. Until they didn’t. He died. When he died, I died too. IContinue reading “Dead and Alive”
It’s been awhile
Grief is such a torturous thing, even more so during the winter time. November through February are full of painful reminders of what and who’s missing. It’s cold, the sun isn’t out as often, and your daily activities become sort of limited. Life unintentionally becomes dark, and your thoughts follow. It became so easy forContinue reading “It’s been awhile”
Some days
Some days felt like eternity, and some days felt like hell. Other days felt like eternity in hell. I was, and still am, tormented by the constant thoughts of “what if”. “What if I had texted them sooner? What if I had gotten off of work a little bit earlier? What if I had saidContinue reading “Some days”
Death, a stranger and a friend.
Death was something I was always aware of. He was no stranger to me or my family. My mother lost her father at a young age. Even though this happened well before my time, that’s the first recollection I have of death. When I was a small child (maybe five or six) I had aContinue reading “Death, a stranger and a friend.”
The Day My World Stood Still
For some reason, I was awake early, at around seven or eight in the morning. This was unusual for a Sunday, as it is a day of rest. Like any other millennial, the first thing I did was check my phone. To my surprise, I had received a call from both my partner’s (whom weContinue reading “The Day My World Stood Still”
