Sometimes we need to have others call us out on our shit. You'd think that as soon as we ourselves recognize our pitfalls, we'd do something about it. But other times, like this one, it takes someone else to notice and call you out on it. So here's the tea: Today, my mother confronted me … Continue reading Thanks mom, for this reminder.
I can’t imagine letting go of someone I have loved -- romantically that is. And I haven't had that experience yet. I’m 22 years old, by the way. I have never felt the heartbreak of losing someone I love dearly -- whether caused by death or a general fallout. And because I carry this fear … Continue reading Part 1: Afraid to lose you, whoever you are.
This post was originally composed in February 2018. Falling for someone and moving on for the first time is like taking on a highway the first time you get behind the wheel: you've only seen driving from the passenger's side, but now you're living in the driver's seat. Everything happens so fast. I found myself … Continue reading The first heartbreak is like a car crash: sudden and painful
When I was eight years old, my greatest fear was death. I hated the feeling of knowing that one day, I wouldn’t be able to walk this Earth again. I sunk myself in sadness thinking about not being able to see the trees, the sunlight— anything one day. I let these thoughts and fears of … Continue reading My biggest fear
Writing tonight with a heavy heart. As President Obama stated, "prayers are not enough." This has happened not once, not twice, but 142 times in the past three years (Complex.com). To be so alive and well and breathing in the day for one moment and be gone the next is a robbery so sudden and atrocious … Continue reading A Heavy Heart Tonight