Writer, researcher, music lover, cancer survivor with CMMRD ("double" Lynch syndrome)

Category: My Non-cancery Life (Page 4 of 4)

A Reminder for me

Today I was reminded that I’m actually pretty laid back and that most of the time I don’t worry about little things, because the bigger things I sometimes worry about (yanno, like death and shit (sometimes literally shit)) make other smaller worries pale in comparison. Sometimes I forget that’s what I’m all about, and am in need of a reminder – I’m glad I got that reminder today.

the amount in which I miss you
is matched only by how ridiculous
it is that I miss you
and the certainty I hold that
it doesn’t bother you

George Ezra

You may think that he’s a demolition expert
When he’s finished with your self-esteem
It may be true we all need knocking down a few
Come find shelter or your shelter with me, with me 
– George Ezra, Breakaway

I love George Ezra’s album, but you’re wrong, George. I didn’t need knocking down a few. I needed building back up.

Don’t mind me; it’s been a bad week. I’m feeling sensitive to like, everything. So. Maybe next week will be better.

The right words

Sometimes when you’re trying to say words at someone to tell them something, it’s really hard to find the right words. But then when you’ve stumbled about looking for the words, sometimes that person, if they are a little bit special, will say some different words back at you, and those words will be even better and even more right than the not-quite-right words you said to begin with, and you know that that person understands you. Sometimes an unexpected person can explain what you mean much better than you can yourself.

Leelah

Some days I am just so upset and disappointed with humanity. Today is one of those days. I was going to write a poem or something but all I have to offer is questions like, why can’t we just accept each other for all our differences, even if we don’t completely understand them? Why should a person have to suffer so terribly because another person doesn’t agree with who they are? Why are the people who are supposed to protect us sometimes the people we need to be protected from? And why the fuck haven’t we evolved faster than this?

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Just looked up from Tumblr and realised there’s a sunset outside demanding my attention.

I can’t fillet, I can’t fillet.

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