Dealing with Grief, Poetry

How to not give a fuck

You will learn nothing!

You might even be wasting 8 minutes of your life.

For those of you that worry about me being single forever and ever and ever.

Rest assured, I will not.

I have it on good authority that the love of my life will be turning up in exactly 5 weeks time.

You see what magically appeared in my feed this week was an advert for the

Did you know that for £19.99 you can have all your dreams and prayers guaranteed to be answered within 5 weeks?

I kid you not.

The best part is this!!!

This academy doesn’t discriminate.

I should know because I applied twice and pretended to be both, while answering all the ‘in-depth’ questions needed to formulate my very ‘personal‘ plan.

And there you have it….two individualised plans that look remarkably like EXACTLY the same thing.

Now if that isn’t a miracle, then I don’t know what is.

For the record, please let it be noted I AM NOT making fun of people who pray. I making fun of those people who think they have somehow cracked some universal code on how to speak to God and then have the audacity to try and charge people money for this privilege. It irks the bejeebers out of me how companies like this take advantage of so many people who are desperate to find love.

Next rant…..

So, unless you write a blog you might not know this.

At the top of each blog post, there is a small pink square called the Headline Analyser. This Headline Analyser tool enables you to

So essentially, what this means, is that every time I choose a blog title, that title is graded with a percentage mark. A good score is anything between 40 and 60, but if I want to get the best results

Then, I need to strive to exceed 70%.

Alas, it needs to be said I rarely get a score above 50%.

Clearly, I am just not that original!

Evidenced below are a sample of percentage scores from my previous posts

I mean for the love of God, what’s a girl got to do to get a distinction-graded-blog-heading around here?

So, I decided

to figure out exactly what the magic formula would be to break me into the thriving zone of exciting blog titles- that would make MORE people want to read my stuff.

Here are the results of my VERY SCIENTIFIC analysis.

I have learnt a lot.

Are you ready?

As long as you use those ‘power’ words that ‘slightly’ indicate that you ‘might’ have the solution to other people’s problems- You are gooooooooooood to go.

I have to admit I have not yet managed to crack the code for a 94% and above headline.

I’ll be honest I have rarely taken much notice of the stupid headline analyser –

I have no interest in conforming to a stupid algorithm’s idea of what deems a good headline. But I do find it rather sad that we live in a world that is completely geared towards continually telling other people “how to” live their lives. This is something that has ALSO irked me for as long as I can remember

Of course, I get it!

It makes sense…..

so many of us are searching.

We search for happiness, we search for love, we search for connection, we search for acceptance. We all want to belong and find that space where we ‘fit’. We want that dream job that will help us feel fulfilled and valued. Every single human being is searching for something…even if a large proportion of our population doesn’t consciously realise it. I don’t think we could be human without the need to grow and strive for more. Personally, I am exhausted from looking to other people for my answers or the solutions to my happiness…I am tired of worrying about what other people think.

But I am trying my damndest to just be me…

And this blog is my practice ground

Swear words and all.

Written the 3rd March 2022

World Book Day today

A young author came in

To speak to the children

A beautiful woman

With blonde flowing hair

Radiating the energy of someone

Who genuinely cares

But as soon as I saw her

My whole body went cold

Lyn’s large pregnant belly

Was truly something to behold

I watched as she so eagerly

Touted her first book

Her joy radiated effortlessly

To all the children who looked

Lyn spoke confidently

Beaming with pride

I hoped my face was doing

A good enough job to hide

The heartbreak and tears

I was trying to hold back

As an inner voice echoed

And my thoughts spun back to

A little while ago

A Ted Talk on Childless Grief

How it knocks you down and takes hold

The speaker said that for two months

She’d cried uncontrollably

I remember scoffing: “Is that all?”

Because I feel like I have spent

The last ten years stuck in grief

And no, I still don’t have

That magical release

Maybe it comes for others

But it seems to have eluded me

Living with this veiled secret

That just won’t let you be

Shared only with a select few

Who are comfortable enough

To ‘not’ have any answers

Who don’t need you to be tough

Friends who won’t shame you

With platitudes of how to feel

Or highlighting the perks of being childless

Why not choose another dream

That doesn’t involve tiny tykes

Look how much free time you have

To do whatever you like

How I wish it was that simple

How I wish I could let go

How I wish I could make peace

With this not so travelled road

But it’s still a continuous struggle

That so often hits me in the gut

Three years away from 50

Still lost in this childless rut

But I get up

I move forward

I write it all out

I’m learning to soothe my inner voices

When they manically scream and shout

There are good days and bad days

And those in between

Some days it truly

Has little effect on me

But for now, simply acknowledging

This pain that hasn’t gone away

Is all that I really needed

To do for myself today