Welcome to Ria's ramblings

"Woah, we’re halfway there… and yes, I’m living on a prayer!

Insomnia is a real thing. Darcy's story haunts me at times.  It's so sad, yet she still manages to put on a brave face, fighting to keep going, and with a smile to cover the trauma behind  her mask. In spite of her personal anguish.  she still manages to inspire me. For me, myself, to strive to do her story justice. Some are born with greatness and others have greatness thrust upon them. I think in Darcy's case, it's a little bit of both. I wish I could be a little more like her. Her comedic genius shines through, at times she feels she's backed herself into an emotional corner. When she feels people are going to see the girl in pain, crying out to be  loved.  Sometimes laughter and seeing the funny side is the only defence she has. So yeah, I've been up all night wondering where the story ends? even as the author, my pen surprises me. There is so much to tell that is still unwritten and so much that hasn't yet come to pass. Anyhoo, I'm going to keep on going with the story. To any one reading this, if you are suffering, please do not suffer in silence. The world can feel like a very lonely place at times but there are people like you and Darcy out there to talk to. However this  post finds you, I hope it finds you well. Take care, you lovely lot and Thank you for your support. I'm sure i will get to sleep eventually...zzzzzzzzz

The Power of Being Seen: Why I Keep Driving Forward

I've been thinking, through this whole writing process. who am I? Darcy's journey has given me so much perspective on my own life, it's eerie. Who do I want to be? what do I want to achieve. My sister in law asked me, where does the story end? is Darcy going to have a happy ending? when is she going to find her true peace, happiness and love she deserves? I think that it will happen when she learns to love herself, when she accepts that she cannot change the past. When she embraces the fact that she can't force the future she wants, when she is clearly not ready for it. Only time will tell. The wounds of the past have left big scars that cannot be covered. They are a part of her, like they are a part of you. Sometimes we have to accept what we've endured, has shaped all of us into the people we are today.

so here we go again...

So this is my first post. I'll be honest I have no idea how this works, so I am going to make it my own. I'm feeling very much like a fish out of water, never having done anything like this before. I'm apprehensive to say the least about putting my writing on such a public platform. I started telling Darcy's story about 6 months ago when I was in an extremely dark place in my own life as a way of keeping myself out of trouble. I didn't want to go back to a life of drinking, I wanted to find a way of empowering people to find their own voice, to talk about what may be going on for them. so many people feel alone in a world that is FULL of people. I wanted to create a safe space to feel whatever it is to talk openly about the daily struggles of so many people. It isn't just Darcy, so many people suffer in silence. I like to think I have a way with words. To put it bluntly, I like to think I'm highly hilarious (others may disagree, although you would be wrong :) just kidding, everyone is entitled to their opinions. Anyway, you will find I tend to write what i think, even if it's weird , wonderful, and doesn't really fit in anywhere or have a point. I'll shut up now, I just thought I'd say Hey, welcome to my world, come join the party (I'll be drinking mock-tails, energy drinks or coffee however I still know how to have a good time). anyway TTFN (means ta ta for now. I really am going now. Thank you for taking the time to read this. please be kind. your support means the world. hopefully my next post will have a bit more structure to it, however, ya never know i may have some words of wisdom for you hahaha