A short story, inspired by Vincent van Gogh.
When I tell people I have Fibromyalgia a lot of people stare blankly, or go “I’m so sorry” or, “I can’t even imagine” – sometimes it’s a combination of all three. Of course, it’s pretty difficult to understand what it’s like to have something you don’t have. I’m hoping that, after reading this, you’ll empathise somewhat.
I don’t want to.
Don’t write for money. You’ll fail.
Give your mind a break. Just as our bodies need sleep to function properly, as do our brains – so let your brain rest.
Task: go to a location and write what you observe.
The last thing we as a society need to do is lessen the brutality of mental illness. Particularly suicidal thoughts.