Author Kevin Swarbrick

There are moments in life when you expect compassion, or at the very least silence. Losing someone who shaped your whole world, someone you lived with for over 11 years, cared for, and shared a life with, should be one of those moments. But for me, grief has been met with something very different. For years, I’ve carried the weight of a difficult situation, harassment, intimidation, emotional pressure, and behaviour that chipped away at our peace. I stayed quiet. I tried to keep the peace. I tried to move forward with our life's, even when we were being dragged backwards. When Jennie passed away, I thought the hostility would stop. I thought grief would soften things. Instead, it became another weapon. Another way to twist the knife. Another way to try to control us, silence me, or make me feel like I had no right to honour the woman I lived with for over a decade, the woman that trust me, not them. I’ve been accused, threatened, and spoken to like I’m doing something wrong simply ...

  THE PART ABOUT JEALOUS PEOPLE - BLOG POST SECTION There’s a certain type of person in this world - and you know exactly the type I mean. They never support you. They never clap when you’re winning. They never say “well done,” “I’m proud of you,” or even a simple “are you okay” when life hits hard. But they’re always watching. Not to learn from you. Not to grow with you. Not to celebrate you. They’re watching because they’re waiting. Waiting for you to slip. Waiting for you to fall. Waiting for the moment they can say, “See? I knew it.” These people don’t want to see you rise because your rise reminds them of everything they lack inside themselves. Your talent exposes their emptiness. Your strength exposes their weakness. Your voice exposes their silence. They can’t create what you create. They can’t build what you build. They can’t be who you are. So instead of working on themselves, they fixate on you. They copy you. They mimic you. They steal from you. They talk about you. They...