I was up at 5am today after lying awake for two hours, buzzing with a busy head. This insomnia is not from anxiety, nor negative spirals; my thoughts are nostalgic and wistful, creative and hopeful.
Some creative ideas that urge me to get cracking are things that will help me process the death of my teenage son Iggy in April 2019, or help others in similar tragic circumstances.
Now that I have the time and the ‘head space’, I want to think about it, write about it, paint about it, talk about it, answer questions about it, maybe even sing about it. The half-written song in my head wants to take shape.
My heart and mind want to use this time off work to process feelings that I compartmentalised for years while working a permanent job and trying not to crumble.
Please do not pity me. You can help by promoting acceptance and inclusion for neurodivergent and queer people, at work, in schools, across society.
Teach your kids not to pick on others for being weird and different.
Let’s all work together to gradually create a more hospitable world, so that young people like Iggy on the ‘double rainbow’ can survive, even thrive 🌈🌈
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Ausome Charlie 