Thank you Shain. Yes I’d love to round up many of the doctors who by their ignorance caused my wife’s enforced suicide. I’d like to round them up and consign them to a Concentration Camp. Because that’s what they have done to me for the past 6 years. Your writing is raw but pure and you are absolutely right. But anger won’t get me anywhere because these pillars of our corrupt society are shielded from the rust that we feel. Fuck them we will find a way to expose the nonsense and corruption that prevails.
The way you described anger not as fire, not as something cleansing or transformative, but as rust it got into my chest and didn’t let go. Because yeah… sometimes it doesn’t burn. Sometimes it just sits. Stains. Hardens. Makes your own body feel foreign.
That line “They said it was mercy. I only saw theft.” I felt that all the way through. There are things that happen to us that no tidy language or time or “healing” can make right. And people mean well with their rebirth stories, but sometimes, all that’s left is exactly what you said: what remains when none of that comes.
I don’t know what else to say except thank you. For writing this. For not making it pretty. For telling the truth, even when it cuts. 🫶🏼
Thanks , I still remember the names and faces of the doctors. There was a point in time where I considered hurting them. I kept ‘bumping‘ into them at the hospital.-Shain
We resisted the medically induced coma, they said it was the only way my foster mum would recover. 63 days later, they said there’s no point. I literally punched the wall and broke my knuckles. I am mad because they lied and were fleecing the family -Shain
So much layered here. I empathize with your situation and honestly wish I could give you a hug. The bigger problem, why is good medical help hard to find? Why do people not want to properly help others? Is it money, greed? I’m sorry my friend 🫶🏼
This is why I take it personally when people wanna profit instead of help, spout garbage instead of the truth. It has been building to the point that I’m not taking this shit anymore. Thanks for your kind words.-Shain
You’re very descriptive and have undoubtedly experienced a range of emotions that many cannot fathom. Thank you for expressing it in a thought provoking and artistic manner. It turns some of the ugliness to beauty in a sense…but it’s not a sugar coated and false silver lining…it is raw and messy with a million jagged edges. But there’s beauty in truth, no matter how difficult it can be, at times, to endure, accept, and learn to feel again after the numbnesss where’s off, if it does.
Hi Prolly or should I call you Prillie, thank you so much. Yeah, I've had a hard go of it. The only way I could stay sane was to journal. One thing about me is that I do not believe in coddling or sugarcoating anything. I'd rather be ugly and be honest then lie pretty. Thank you for your comment and spending some time with me. -Shain
Thanks Sae, you know I don't have any brakes right. I'd rather run through a brick wall then compromise my own beliefs. Thanks for always supporting the work.-Shain
A Case of Me What? Why?
Philip Quigley 19/03/2025
A case of me
Who just wants
To be
And Fly like a bird
And listen to
The ocean wave line
Oh, if it were mine
Or thine
But it belongs
To the Devine
A case of me
Who just wants
To be
With Privacy and
security
in my DNA
which is why
we are built
To fly
From
end-to-end
encryption
into our app
With end-to-end
encrypted
messages
photos
videos
voice messages
documents
status updates
and calls that
are secured from
falling into the
wrong hands
But is this a
Lie
Until we die
A case of me
Who just wants
To be
And Fly
A case of me
Who just wants
To be
A soul so free,
yet bound by time,
drifting high,
but seeking signs.
The wind may call,
the stars may shine,
but all returns
In the hands of the divine.
I love this!!!-Shain
This rage and honesty through madness felt cathartic to the darkest parts of my inner world
Hey sorry for the very late reply, thank you so much for reading. -Shain
Fantastic piece 💖
Thank you Shain. Yes I’d love to round up many of the doctors who by their ignorance caused my wife’s enforced suicide. I’d like to round them up and consign them to a Concentration Camp. Because that’s what they have done to me for the past 6 years. Your writing is raw but pure and you are absolutely right. But anger won’t get me anywhere because these pillars of our corrupt society are shielded from the rust that we feel. Fuck them we will find a way to expose the nonsense and corruption that prevails.
Hi FlyPhi,
I know what you mean, and I feel the exact same way. The system needs tearing down and I will stand with you to expose them. Just say the word-Shain
Shain, we. Need to wait and let them tear it down by themselves. Their time iS fast approaching. Sit back and watch it happen bro.
God willing it’ll be sooner rather than later.-Shain
This wasn’t a piece. This was a reckoning.
The way you described anger not as fire, not as something cleansing or transformative, but as rust it got into my chest and didn’t let go. Because yeah… sometimes it doesn’t burn. Sometimes it just sits. Stains. Hardens. Makes your own body feel foreign.
That line “They said it was mercy. I only saw theft.” I felt that all the way through. There are things that happen to us that no tidy language or time or “healing” can make right. And people mean well with their rebirth stories, but sometimes, all that’s left is exactly what you said: what remains when none of that comes.
I don’t know what else to say except thank you. For writing this. For not making it pretty. For telling the truth, even when it cuts. 🫶🏼
Thanks , I still remember the names and faces of the doctors. There was a point in time where I considered hurting them. I kept ‘bumping‘ into them at the hospital.-Shain
Sorry for the lived experience that inspired this piece and I’m glad you didn’t hurt anyone but sorry they caused hurt in you 🫶🏼🖤
We resisted the medically induced coma, they said it was the only way my foster mum would recover. 63 days later, they said there’s no point. I literally punched the wall and broke my knuckles. I am mad because they lied and were fleecing the family -Shain
So much layered here. I empathize with your situation and honestly wish I could give you a hug. The bigger problem, why is good medical help hard to find? Why do people not want to properly help others? Is it money, greed? I’m sorry my friend 🫶🏼
This is why I take it personally when people wanna profit instead of help, spout garbage instead of the truth. It has been building to the point that I’m not taking this shit anymore. Thanks for your kind words.-Shain
I hear you, truly 🫶🏼
Another amazing piece 🫶
Thanks Kyra, I appreciate you giving me some of your time.-Shain
You’re very descriptive and have undoubtedly experienced a range of emotions that many cannot fathom. Thank you for expressing it in a thought provoking and artistic manner. It turns some of the ugliness to beauty in a sense…but it’s not a sugar coated and false silver lining…it is raw and messy with a million jagged edges. But there’s beauty in truth, no matter how difficult it can be, at times, to endure, accept, and learn to feel again after the numbnesss where’s off, if it does.
Hi Prolly or should I call you Prillie, thank you so much. Yeah, I've had a hard go of it. The only way I could stay sane was to journal. One thing about me is that I do not believe in coddling or sugarcoating anything. I'd rather be ugly and be honest then lie pretty. Thank you for your comment and spending some time with me. -Shain
This was deeply felt. The weight, the honesty — it stays with me. Thank you for sharing something so raw and real.
Thanks Sae, you know I don't have any brakes right. I'd rather run through a brick wall then compromise my own beliefs. Thanks for always supporting the work.-Shain
You're always welcome! 🤗🤗🤗