So powerful, Cynthia. I always feel there is deep generational work at play in your more personal pieces. You not only find your voice. But give voice to those who went before you. You are the oxygen, my friend
You are so welcome, lovely. And thank you. It's good to be back, although it won't be with the same intensity as earlier in the year. Hoping to have more time to read and support. That joy became a little lost for a while. 💖
Hey Cynthia, the title alone sets the tone and establishes that suffocating atmosphere. This line in particular, “Soles dripping with famished vomit,” says it all. Great piece x
The heavy, suffocating rhythm of this piece perfectly captures the agonizing slow-motion of enduring emotional abuse, where even the passage of time feels like a weapon and survival means suffocating in silence while waiting for an eruption you can't escape ✨
This is powerful and intense, Cynthia. The emotion really comes through in your words. The line “Searching for rest in tarnished spaces” really stayed with me. ❤️
Survival that leaves no room to breathe.
Thank goodness breathing no longer feels like a luxury.
So powerful, Cynthia. I always feel there is deep generational work at play in your more personal pieces. You not only find your voice. But give voice to those who went before you. You are the oxygen, my friend
Also, thanks for noticing the other's voice! That definitely took a while for me to find!
You are the oxygen- Your line here is so moving. Thank you for reading all to understand the depth I am speaking about.
It is also to have you back! I have missed your voice. Hope all is well dear friend.
You are so welcome, lovely. And thank you. It's good to be back, although it won't be with the same intensity as earlier in the year. Hoping to have more time to read and support. That joy became a little lost for a while. 💖
Yes I hear you. It is a marathon. More importantly it has to be enjoyable:)
such good metaphors here Cynthia!
Thank you so much Cynthia!
this felt visceral & almost painful, like a chokehold getting tighter & tighter somehow! Enjoyed this Cynthia! ♡
Michelle- I feel so seen because that is what it felt like. I am glad it landed. Always appreciate your read!
Of course, always enjoy your pieces! ♡♡♡
Thanks Michelle! Hope all is well with you!
Been busy, but coping. Hope you're good too! (:
Good to know. Yes i have been. Got back from traveling and finally leaving jet lag behind!
Always a yay after jet lag settles!
Hey Cynthia, the title alone sets the tone and establishes that suffocating atmosphere. This line in particular, “Soles dripping with famished vomit,” says it all. Great piece x
MoTy- I really appreciate you reading! Grateful it landed for you. That is my favorite line from the piece:) Glad to connect.
My favourite too, btw x
Means alot, MoTy!
Your piece is like a hand that tightens the throat, you have done a great work! Thanks for sharing Cynthia, I wish you a wonderful day!
Thank you so much, Nick. I am so glad the crux of the piece landed with you.
The heavy, suffocating rhythm of this piece perfectly captures the agonizing slow-motion of enduring emotional abuse, where even the passage of time feels like a weapon and survival means suffocating in silence while waiting for an eruption you can't escape ✨
Thank you for understanding the depth of this piece. Since silence lasted for so long, it still feels wonderful to be understood. Appreciate you.
This is powerful and intense, Cynthia. The emotion really comes through in your words. The line “Searching for rest in tarnished spaces” really stayed with me. ❤️
Thank you Steena so much! It is meaningful to me that the line remains with you:)
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What next!!! Eeek ✨🫣🥹🥹 love it
Emmett- Thank you so much for your interest in know what happens! Appreciate your support so much:)