I am not a fan of it. I try to avoid it like a plague if necessary. What do you do when you’ve done all the running and hiding, but it still catches up with you? There’s no escaping. It’s still there. Waiting. Kind of like a stare down contest. Who’s going to budge first? …
I came to a conclusion a while back that one of the major differences of those that appear to be walking in their purpose and those that are still on the process or journey to discovering theirs is nothing but sheer audacity. Yes, audacity. Critically thinking or let’s say a simple observation of those you …
Lately I’ve been finding myself second-guessing every single move. I’m too critical, too much. Too much doubt, too much hate, where do I draw the line? I should award myself with a higher standard. But all it does is leave me shattered. I should be improving, however, I can’t help but find fault in everything. …
Crushed one too many times I fear that the one that will finally end us is me. That I’ll do it myself. Will I even notice? Will I recognize the hand twisting the knife one last time to be my own? Will it be an act of betrayal or mercy? Maybe I’m accustomed to the …
I miss the days I was part of you. When you didn’t have to fight so hard to include me, hear me, be with me. All of me. I know we’ve been through a lot and that’s part of the reason we are who we are. You mean well, I know you do. Once bitten …
We’ve been fighting for so long. Every experience chipping away something from me. I don’t feel the same. I’ve changed. What do I do when I look in the mirror and I’m met with a brokenness that I don’t want to recognise. I have lost who I was. I’ve lost myself. Things are not how …
When did we start equating our worth by how much we’re accepted, needed, valued. We want so badly for people to not recognize our flaws, weakness, and humanity. How much do we spend on covering it up? The lengths we go to, denying and hiding our true self to maintain the image we label, perfection. …