Argument
Lately I’ve begun to feel invisible, still here but no longer seen. A disposable camera, once its film is developed, that is set aside and forgotten, even though it remains in plain sight. This morning, for the first time, I asked myself if perhaps I’m the one doing
Self-growth
To honour what was meant to be awakened.
Sacred storytelling
I see you chasing sunlight with a hunger that never stills
Argument
When we realise we’ve done a bad thing, something uneasy begins to stir. A feeling we spend our lives trying to resist. That’s why we are always restless. We constantly fight the battle of wanting to be right. Lately, I’ve been thinking about the tags we assign
Sacred storytelling
To the little girl I left behind. I see you now.
Self-growth
Among all the endless possibilities that life presents us, there are so many that I haven’t yet done. I haven’t skydived. I haven’t travelled the world. I haven’t seen a giraffe. Despite all the essays I have written about love, I haven’t fallen in love.
good woman
I am no person to say that I was the good woman and he was the broken man. I don’t believe in classification when it comes to goodness or badness. But I know one thing: I was already broken when I met him, in a way shaped by life.
uncertainty
We’re all addicted to something. Even the most ordinary things can hold us tight without us noticing. Love. Attention. People. The feeling of being needed. All of it. With that out in the open, I’ll say it simply: I’m an addict. To many things. But mostly, I’
perfect
People are crazy. And you know that point where you’ve absolutely had enough? I had more than enough because all my life, I've been a people pleaser. Since infancy, I had no choice but to believe that there wasn't a state of just being around
choose yourself
No one else will
people who stay
Do they actually?