This page is provided as a single place to find the posts of @Swirlingfire
- A Guest Writer – Meet Swirlingfire
- SwirlingFire: Who am I ? Who are YOU ?
- SwirlingFire: Empty On The Inside …
- SwirlingFire: Reality Kicks In
- SwirlingFire: Sink or Swim
- SwirlingFire: Fortitude
- SwirlingFire: Swirling Reflections
- SwirlingFire: Friendships
- SwirlingFire: The First Scent of Fear
- SwirlingFire: Voice Control
- SwirlingFire: Writing
- SwirlingFire: Verbal Self-Defence
- SwirlingFire: Eggshells
- SwirlingFire: Whose Collar Is This ?
- SwirlingFire: The Hour Glass
- SwirlingFire: Kintsugi
- SwirlingFire: Coffee and WiFi
- SwirlingFire: Truth and Respect
- SwirlingFire: #Blocked
- SwirlingFire: Common Denominator
- SwirlingFire: An Uncomfortable Path ….
- SwirlingFire: Twitter Changed My Life …
- SwirlingFire: Overshare
- SwirlingFire: Good Girl
- SwirlingFire: Vesuvius
- SwirlingFire: Hey Swirly …. Read This !
- SwirlingFire: Pyrrhic Victory
I first noticed SwirlingFire as a shout of rage in to the Twitter void. Easy to ignore as a crank and part of the rage was seemingly powered by people regarding her exactly as that.
What I recognised was words and other things that were similar to what I’d encountered with a few close friends as they went through therapy and struggled to deal with the past. I also recognised the pool of humour and intelligence behind the anger.
I claim no primacy here, no special insight that meant we found ourselves talking. As John Lydon sang “Anger is an energy”. It can be really useful when directed for a positive outcome, I’ve used it myself.
As we talked, two things struck me. Firstly, for someone so hurt she made a leap of faith to place a lot of trust in me. I know I would not have been able to do the same. The second thing was that empathy ran strongly in both directions at many levels.
Inadvertently I’d gained a friend.
To provide a space here so she could lay out her thoughts, say whatever she needed to say was a no-brainer. I’m really happy to see these posts here and that the reaction to them has been so strong and supportive.
SwirlingFire adds her own perspective
I’d not learnt to use my voice when SwirlingFire arrived on Twitter.
I’d become a passive mute when it mattered.
When I started to speak it was a lava flow of frustration, hurt, anger, sadness, self realisation, unknown grief and too many memories of trauma returning too fast to process.
No safe place to figure things out.
Strangers mansplaining & accusing me of all kinds of negative traits that were not addressed specifically @ them but choosing to attack me from behind their keyboards.
melody seemed to understand my words from first finding me , where others were nasty towards me.
This is my safe place.
I appreciate everyone that takes time to read my words and even more so thank you to those that leave their “calling card” and feedback.
Most of all
melody – thank you for saving me from being systematically savaged by the timelines