TBH, I have been here before,
Under the name "ARGEEACH"
I'll try to keep this short.
Couple of weeks ago I deleted my posts and my account.
Call it a mini meltdown or whatever you call it when your anxiety is circling the top of the bowl, threatening to manifest into something else and spill out in a dangerous more harmful way.
But leaving here only made my problem get worse.
If you were unfortunate or kind enough to sift through some of my drivel, from when I was originally here you may have read writings I posted about the loss of my wife to cancer in early March of last year. I had been dealing with my grief better since first joining this site, which feels honestly, comfortably like a community.
But the grieving process and everything that comes with it certainly does seem to ebb and flow.
The previous six or seven months before joining hello poetry were terrible...Scary, lonely, sleepless and frightening for my family to witness, and a little dangerous for myself, because I didn't want to be here anymore, I think you know what I mean when I say here.
And I want to tell you man, I was trying everything I could think of,
not to forget, but to help me deal with the most significant thing to happen in my life.
It was Not only the loss of my wife, but the loss of the woman I loved and still love more than life or the air that I breathed, or the breaths I take today. My best friend, my equal, my roommate for nearly 42 years.
The only person I would ever listen to when she would say "hey, I wouldn't do that if I was you" or
"hey, you shouldn't do that"...
She was My absolute everything!
The light in her eyes dimmed slowly, for 10 years, and then completely, suddenly, late one evening.
And it got extremely dark for me too!
I know for sure there are many people here on hello poetry, going through the same or similar situations.
I know this because I've spoken to a lot of them directly.
I also know that it has been very therapeutic for them as well.
So I guess, if you take anything at all from this, let It be... That if you came here thinking or hoping it might just make your life a little bit better or at least more tolerable, I hope that it has done that for you, like it has for me. And if now you're considering leaving, maybe because of the changes that are going on at the site or the annoying f****** bugs
that are eating everything from hearts to alerts and comments to replies or anything else they might
be chompin on.
I say, wait it out, it will get better,
I'm sure it will, I mean, it couldn't get worse... could it?
I'm glad I came back, because it was starting to get dark again.
Well, I think that my reason for leaving has been covered thoroughly enough.
When I came back it would not let me use my old name.
I don't know if this is normal practice or if it just had something to do with all the glitches.
Nevertheless, I should have been clear and honest about being here before.
When a very astute superpoet recognized my vibe, and pointed out that he did, I immediately spilled the beans,
Which was like a breath of fresh air, because by nature or curse, whatever you want to call it...
I Am An Open Book, with maybe a couple pages torn out for non-nefarious reasons.
I never intended to
deceive or mislead
Anyone
And if it feels like I did
I sincerely apologize.
Thanks for reading!
1d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 6:52 PM UTC
TBH, I have been here before,
Under the name "ARGEEACH"
I'll try to keep this short.
Couple of weeks ago I deleted my posts and my account.
Call it a mini meltdown or whatever you call it when your anxiety is circling the top of the bowl, threatening to manifest into something else and spill out in a dangerous more harmful way.
But leaving here only made my problem get worse.
If you were unfortunate or kind enough to sift through some of my drivel, from when I was originally here you may have read writings I posted about the loss of my wife to cancer in early March of last year. I had been dealing with my grief better since first joining this site, which feels honestly, comfortably like a community.
But the grieving process and everything that comes with it certainly does seem to ebb and flow.
The previous six or seven months before joining hello poetry were terrible...Scary, lonely, sleepless and frightening for my family to witness, and a little dangerous for myself, because I didn't want to be here anymore, I think you know what I mean when I say here.
And I want to tell you man, I was trying everything I could think of,
not to forget, but to help me deal with the most significant thing to happen in my life.
It was Not only the loss of my wife, but the loss of the woman I loved and still love more than life or the air that I breathed, or the breaths I take today. My best friend, my equal, my roommate for nearly 42 years.
The only person I would ever listen to when she would say "hey, I wouldn't do that if I was you" or
"hey, you shouldn't do that"...
She was My absolute everything!
The light in her eyes dimmed slowly, for 10 years, and then completely, suddenly, late one evening.
And it got extremely dark for me too!
I know for sure there are many people here on hello poetry, going through the same or similar situations.
I know this because I've spoken to a lot of them directly.
I also know that it has been very therapeutic for them as well.
So I guess, if you take anything at all from this, let It be... That if you came here thinking or hoping it might just make your life a little bit better or at least more tolerable, I hope that it has done that for you, like it has for me. And if now you're considering leaving, maybe because of the changes that are going on at the site or the annoying f****** bugs
that are eating everything from hearts to alerts and comments to replies or anything else they might
be chompin on.
I say, wait it out, it will get better,
I'm sure it will, I mean, it couldn't get worse... could it?
I'm glad I came back, because it was starting to get dark again.
Well, I think that my reason for leaving has been covered thoroughly enough.
When I came back it would not let me use my old name.
I don't know if this is normal practice or if it just had something to do with all the glitches.
Nevertheless, I should have been clear and honest about being here before.
When a very astute superpoet recognized my vibe, and pointed out that he did, I immediately spilled the beans,
Which was like a breath of fresh air, because by nature or curse, whatever you want to call it...
I Am An Open Book, with maybe a couple pages torn out for non-nefarious reasons.
I never intended to
deceive or mislead
Anyone
And if it feels like I did
I sincerely apologize.
Thanks for reading!
