The poor bee has become trapped in her jar. Bouncing off invisible walls, the flowers outside are still visible but she can no longer smell them.
Poor bee is safe in her surroundings.
The poor bee struggles to empathise with the busy bees fraternizing and gallivanting from flower to flower. But her achievements outweigh theirs.
Poor bee has lived a good life.
The poor bee shows little interest in what other bees have to say. But why should she? Their emotions and experiences are of no use to her.
Poor bee finds solace in her convictions.
The poor bee has dedicated her life to her family but she no longer seems interested in them either. Her jar’s invisible walls put pay to that.
Poor bee has much to contend with.
The poor bee never stops. The jar needs cleaning. There’s so much to do. What if another bee visits uninvited? They should be more considerate.
Poor bee is a perfectionist.
The poor bee migrated to an empty hive when she was little. There were no other bees in the colony to play with.
Poor bee was isolated and became anxious.
The poor bee sought escape and found it by marrying a grumpy wasp who cared for her but didn’t help address her anxieties. He loved her just the way she was.
Poor bee was loved and let down in equal measure.
The poor bee is dependable and caring, possessing a heart of gold that remains unseen to busy bees who don’t take the time to look.
Poor bee needs patience and compassion.
The poor bee has lost interest in the outside world. She could escape her jar but her thoughts won’t allow it.
Poor bee is plagued by anxiety.
I love poor bee. I know who she is, and I’ll never give up on her.
But I’m not like poor bee. I wish she’d see how diverse other bees are and how the flowers of life are rich in pollen.
Life is arduous but a positive outlook and an open mind can help us navigate our invisible barriers every day.
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“Mother will they drop the bomb” is of course named after the Pink Floyd song. This category is about breaking free from our past.