When I lost my mother I was left with deep pain that words can hardly describe. It felt as if a part of my heart has gone. The part that once held her love,
Since high school I always wanted to grow up and achieve all these things i was working towards, but now that i have almost everything i have strived for i wish i could take back the time.
I’ve recently came across the realization that as much as we try to change things that have happened, trying to find a reason, or overthink about a situation doesn’t change the fact that
Isn’t loneliness strange? How can I feel so alone? I spend every day surrounded by colleagues, and I meet friends on the weekends, yet the feeling doesn’t fade.
I find that nostalgia is the one word that describes my 20s. Every year my life is nothing like the year before it and I cant help but feel nostalgia for what has gone by.
Respect yourself and show up for YOU. Give it your best every single day. Your future self with thank you. But remember to be kind to yourself too, as you are only human.
I found it hard to think of something to write, and maybe that says a lot in itself. I've always considered myself to be a very self-aware, emotionally open, grounded individual, but I think this exercise might have just proven me wrong.
Is it weird to miss someone you’ve never met?
I’ve never met my grandpa. He passed away before I was born, but for some reason, I feel deeply connected to him.
Just randomly thinking about how much things have changed in a year. A loooot has happened both good and bad, but things have changed so much. Last year, I moved to this city knowing only one friend, and we barely even met.
I have never written down anything I feel, but maybe it’s about time. People always say that writing helps you understand your emotions, and I think they might be right. So here I am, trying to put my thoughts into words.
My mum always used to say 'kindness is my religion'. I never really understood what she meant until the past few years. It’s not just about being polite or friendly. it’s in the small, quiet things she does without expecting anything back