Tragedy tests us. Jeff Bauman Story and movie: “Stronger”.

You know what?

Well, I was watching the semi final France Belgium in the same hall where I have lived the fake alert, in 2015.

And I was sitting next a belgium couple and my french friends, pretending to support France, but not desappointed if red devils stroke it.

My thought was this: look at this, I am here drinking a white beer sharing a good moment with these people and it’s all fine.

You see what I mean?

 

Poetry Collection | Whispers in the Dark

good job Beau I will take my time to read your poetries later today … perhaps while France is playing her match lol have a great day

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My previous nine posts have been a collection of poetry and prose focused on mental health called Whispers In The Dark. The feedback and outpouring of support from the community here have been nothing short of inspiring. Depression, anxiety, bipolar disorder, and addiction are all incredibly tough foes that many of us face on a daily basis. Suffering doesn’t have to be something we go through alone, and it certainly doesn’t have to happen in silence.

I use my writing as an outlet for dealing with the loss I’ve had in my life, and how it’s affected every facet of living. Putting words to some of the darkest feelings I’ve ever had helps me to cope, and allows me to face those issues head on. I spent the last two days searching for photos that I thought would visually accompany this collection best; I believe I’ve found those pictures. Feel…

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Anita Nair, a story about a Storyteller.

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“Akhila, if there is one virtue I have, it is immunity to what people think of me. Naturally this makes them dislike me even more. People don’t like to think that their opinion of someone means nothing to that person. And when it is a woman . . . the thought is intolerable. But like I said, I don’t care.”

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“When you get to a certain age, nothing matters. You only want to cling to your serenity and leave the dreaming and storming for those with steaming blood in their veins. Emotions are for the young; the elderly have no use for them.”
― Anita Nair, Ladies Coupe