Chantal Christie Weiss
Bio
I write memoirs, essays, and poetry.
My self-published poetry book: In Search of My Soul. Available via Amazon, along with writing journals.
Tip link: https://www.paypal.me/drweissy
Chantal, Spiritual Badass
England, UK
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The Reality of the Illusion of Time
Recently, as I strolled along the short stretch to my strength training session, I aimlessly took in the row of tatty shops and shabby buildings along the route and passed an off-street, in which one of my sisters used to live, around thirteen years ago.
By Chantal Christie Weissa day ago in Earth
Flaying Façades. Top Story - January 2026.
Prose Poetry Unburdening a menagerie of ghosts exorcised my fragile, fumbling heart. I had told you of jet-black thoughts through intimate chronicles, and discombobulated perceptions ripped beyond the basal of my breasts.
By Chantal Christie Weiss5 days ago in Poets
My Father Wound Is the Size of a Melon
I’d bricked up the ache I had felt from my father’s lack of love or concern for me, a long time ago. I drank the pain away and morphed it into a sexy, vivacious, and fun-loving party lover. It’s true, I did lose days to heartache and hangovers, but that’s Yin and Yang, right?
By Chantal Christie Weiss12 days ago in Psyche
Ego 1 — Love 0
The restaurant lighting cast a shadow over Solly’s worried brow. Biting her lip anxiously, she glanced around at the other diners to stop herself from checking her watch for the hundredth time! Soft melodic tones blended into the low hum of chatter, soothing her nerves a little, but not as much as her wine. The wine helped enormously!
By Chantal Christie Weiss14 days ago in Fiction
Lost and Alone in the French Alps. Top Story - December 2025.
Looking back, I can trace some of my life’s biggest adventures to a simple action from my sister. She’d introduced me to Tommy (a very long time ago), a colleague of hers, who had overshared his penchant for Italian-looking women, and I ticked that box.
By Chantal Christie Weiss16 days ago in Humans
Alcohol Gives Me Hangexity
“Never lie, steal, cheat, or drink. But if you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love. If you must steal, steal away from bad company. If you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink in the moments that take your breath away.” — Alex Hitch, Hitch
By Chantal Christie Weiss27 days ago in Psyche
