Chantal Christie Weiss
Bio
I serve memories and give myself up as a conduit for creativity.
My self-published poetry book: In Search of My Soul. Available via Amazon
Tip link: https://www.paypal.me/drweissy
Chantal, Spiritual Bad/Ass
England, UK
Stories (98)
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Sweetness Is a Superpower. Top Story - September 2025.
"We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men" - Herman Melville Creation is an extraordinary concept, as it continually expands into an infinite, miraculous flow. I can't help but feel moved by the wondrousness of it all, and how we have little control over any of it.
By Chantal Christie Weiss6 months ago in Humans
I Kicked a Gorgeous Ghost Out of My Bed
“Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.” — Stephen King In the past, as a single parent to my young daughter, I slept with one eye open — my maternal radar vigilantly locked on.
By Chantal Christie Weiss6 months ago in Horror
London-By-The-Sea
The Royal Pavilion captured in the evening with the LED lights, Brighton, East Sussex, England The image above was taken on a beautiful summer's evening a few birthdays ago; my fella and I were walking past on our way to the cocktail bar my daughter had worked for. She's a talented mixologist.
By Chantal Christie Weiss6 months ago in Photography
Giving Birth in the Shadow of 9/11
“One of the worst days in America’s history saw some of the bravest acts in American history. We’ll always honor the heroes of 9/11. And here at this hallowed place, we pledge that we will never forget their sacrifice.” — President George W. Bush at the Pentagon in 2008
By Chantal Christie Weiss6 months ago in Humans
I Was Surrounded by Men That Sexually Degraded Women. Content Warning.
There was something about him that gave me the ick. I was standing at his front door asking about the available spare room he had advertised, and even from that initial meeting, I had a strong sense he was imagining what I looked like underneath my clothes.
By Chantal Christie Weiss6 months ago in Psyche
Self-Reflection Is Key to Unlocking Deeper Personal Growth
“When I discover who I am, I’ll be free.” — Ralph Ellison As I pushed open that mystical door to the long and jagged path of transformation, I didn’t have a clue as to what authenticity was; even though back then, at the turn of the 1990s, we were starting to witness the expansion of the self-help and new age movement.
By Chantal Christie Weiss6 months ago in Motivation
Healing the Wounds of Childhood. Top Story - August 2025.
An ache used to whip around my heart when I reflected on my parents. Although there were colourful splashes of happy times, growing up with them formed a foundation within me that emanated sadness.
By Chantal Christie Weiss6 months ago in Psyche
My Father Is Ashamed of Me
I reminisce about the day my father told me he loved me, and I could smell the whiskey on his breath. I was around the age of eight, and he’d just climbed into my bedroom by breaking through the window. Our house was a prefab built just after the Second World War, so it wasn’t that secure and fairly easy for any of us to break into.
By Chantal Christie Weiss6 months ago in Humans
He Loved Porn More Than He Loved Me. Content Warning.
The discovery In the darkness of dawn, groggy, I prized myself up out of my cocoon-shaped duvet. I knew he'd already gotten up as I’d felt his warmth leave my side; he needed to get ready for his early morning shift. Eyes fighting to open, I leaned onto the door frame of the front room, and as my focus adjusted, I saw him kneeling in front of the armchair, slowly pleasuring himself.
By Chantal Christie Weiss6 months ago in Humans
