This is how I drink water: I go hours without thinking about it. I feel weaker and weaker, but at no point do I tell myself, “hey, you could really use some water. It’s been hours since you last quenched your thirst.” I let the hustle and bustle of everyday life, my thoughts, my feelings … More Sometimes, I forget to drink water
Hey, You’re up. Can’t sleep again? That sucks. I’ve been meaning to talk to you about some stuff. You said I’m worthless. And it really got to me. I’ve been feeling down for several years. And I know you’re repeating what others told me, or showed me through their treatment of me. But it hurts more … More An open letter to the person who’s brought me down the most
There are facets of modern society that irk me. I’m not sure how I’d change them if I could, or if I’m the only one who feels this way, but they make me feel like a lost little alien who got stranded on a planet she doesn’t understand. And worse, I find myself behaving and … More Top 3 things I hate about living in the modern age
I’m not sure if I have a fear of airplanes or things that put me in a situation where I completely lack control. When I was younger, I didn’t really fear them. But in the past few years, the fear grew and developed into something that prevented me from travelling even though I really wanted … More Airplanes (a travel blog)
Sometimes I get so consumed in the darkness that I don’t even realize I’m dwelling inside it. In the past few months, I’ve been very sad. And I created a permanent residence inside the sadness. I almost forgot what it feels like to be happy. I began to convince myself that this is all there … More Leaving a dark place
Some people say it’s possible to be alone but not feel lonely. I think being alone can be great when you truly need alone time. But feeling alone is entirely different. You can be surrounded by everyone you care about, or perhaps be in a room full of people you know or don’t know, and … More Feeling alone
Part 1: Her mind. Her mind was like the ocean. Often calm, beautifully sparkling under the sun, the waves gently falling in peaceful harmony. But sometimes a storm would rage, and she would sit inside her small sailboat, holding on for dear life. And in that moment, it would become difficult to breathe. The water … More The ocean.
