Let My Light In I didn’t get to be your first, I couldn’t be there when you fell. I wasn’t there to brace the cold, or hold you close, and cast my spell. I couldn’t save you from the longing, nor the lonely nights you faced. In the dark, you were a stranger —but now…

🧠 When the Chaos Had a Name (ADHD)By MissT And yes — there will be people who don’t understand.Especially the older generation.They’ll say it’s “an excuse” or “a label” or “just life being hard.”But they didn’t live in my brain.They didn’t feel the burnout, the shame, the noise I couldn’t turn down.They didn’t sit in…

Twisted potrait No, no, noI cannot.I shall notlive this lifeyour way. I have hidden beneath my mother’s skirts,a trembling moth in the folds of her sorrow,while my father’s staturehaunted doorframes and dinner tables his constant presence,a portrait that never stopped watching. I have pressed myself thin,putty sealing the cracks of a cold window,holding the glassas…

In the land where bed is king I am in the land where bed is king,Where soft music soothes my overcrowded brain.Where my pillow is the cwtch that never lets me down,And my laptop carries my words to distant realms.Where my face creams promise youth if only for a minute,And the smell of my perfumes…

Can’t Be Arsed (A Grown-Up Fairytale) by MissT Once upon a time, I was the girl men tripped over themselves for. Doors magically opened, chairs were pulled out, compliments rained down like confetti. I didn’t walk into a room — I sparkled into it.Fast forward a few decades, and I don’t so much sparkle as…

by MissT I’ve come to see a crucial difference in the relationships I’ve left behind. I left my husband because of dependence. He leaned so heavily on me that my care-taking became the only thing keeping us upright. It wasn’t cruel, just consuming — a love that asked me to disappear. Each day felt like…

By Tracey COOPER on October 6, 2025by MissT In the hollows of your fermented slumber,I watched you twist and stirYour words were venom poured in glass,Sharp as winter, cold as cur. You swore you loved me fiercely,Yet seldom left your lair;You fetched her cat its toys and treats,But left my birthdays bare. Four kisses in her messages,Mine starved…

When we arrived at the caravan, he was waiting for a call from Pip. He needed the toilet, and that’s when I saw the messages.I read them, then said I was going for a walk. I went straight to the cliffs, crying. Betrayed. Disbelief. The threat……?? J had made to him about me. The comments…

This is why I had to leave:I could have faced the addiction.I could have stood by you through the struggle to get clean.I could have loved you through the darkest parts of your habits. But I cannot stand beside a man who refuses to be honest with me — or with himself. The lies made…

by MissT In the depths of your alcoholic slumberI watched you sleep and stir.The words you used to cut meStill leave my head a blur. You said you loved me dearly,Yet hardly left your flat But ran errands for your exAnd bought things for her cat. Four kisses in your messagesTo her, while mine got…