Roses, lollipops and smiles

The weather has been beautiful here in the UK, yet despite spring and its natural light, it's been a difficult day.
No real reason, just hard to cope with and sorrowful.
I guess acceptance of my limitations is still a little way away.

Today has been a day of heartbreaking blackness, despite the light.
It's a stormy cloud that consumes me and is not made easier by external noxious stimuli... If I could reach a high pitch... I would scream but I can't, so I won't and I don't. But inside, I am screaming an ear piercing scream, a scream of  dare I say it, depression?

Hard to admit sometimes that I am at a low level... A reactive downer due to all that has happened in the last year. How my life is so, so different to what it was a short 12 months ago.

The physical pain, ailments and poor mobility, the despair, the plethora of medication, all the appointments (I want to cancel them all... It's a circus!!).

Why do I need to tell my story to so many people? Can't they read my notes, don't they write and talk to each other? I get so angry.... 😡

Not a good day, sorry... But it has to be said, it's not all roses, lollipops and smiles 😞

Promo pics for Phantasms

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Screaming with fear

For all those who work in hospitals or ever have done, you will be familiar with haunted corridors, wards and spectral shenanigans.
Even if you are not a nurse, doctor or hospital staff, this anthology of ghostly tales is just what you need.
This is a work of horror fiction.
It is a collection of ghostly short commentaries and ghoulish encounters, that occur in a fictitious hospital. All assured to send shivers down your spine.
They are based on tales that have been shared by many hospital staff over many years of work in healthcare.
They have been meticulously developed into the tales contained within this compendium of scary fantasies.

The sightings, strange sounds and sinister goings on of the spectral activity retold in this book are based on true experiences, that have become local folklore in many hospitals.

The presence of those that have “unfinished business”, gripes or other reasons for not wanting to pass on, preferring to linger in the realm between life and death.
Those that are not alive, but then again are not completely gone.

Scream