Leemarhwrites

Joined May 2025

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She died when I was six. Now she's dying in my memory
I’ve heard people say pain dulls with time, that grief becomes gentler as the years go by, that you somehow “get over it". Maybe that’s true for some people but for me, time didn’t soften the pain. It changed it, made it lonelier, heavier, quieter and crueler.
By Leemarhwrites5 months ago in Writers
I Don’t Want to Be Called a Strong Woman Anymore
There was a time when being called a “strong woman” felt like a badge of honour. Now, it feels like a weight I no longer want to carry.
By Leemarhwrites7 months ago in Viva
I want to live, I want to leave
I Want to Live, I Want to Leave I want to live. Not forever. Just long enough to feel something soft like peace, or home.
By Leemarhwrites7 months ago in Poets
This is not what healing is like
Sometimes, the noises in my head sound like construction sites; jackhammers of doubt, drills of regret, banging on the fragile walls I’ve built just to make it through the day.
By Leemarhwrites7 months ago in Poets