In a world of over 7 billion people, it is so easy to feel alone. To have that sickening feeling in your gut that no one can see you. No one can understand what you’re going through. No one knows what you’ve done. No one cares to listen to what you’re dealing with. It’s easy to be in a room full of people and still feel alone.Continue reading “You’re not alone”
Quick confession: so I challenged myself to write consistently for 30 days. But when I got home from work on Nov 2nd, weak and tired, I knew there was no way I was gonna pull it off. I couldn’t create in a state of fatigue. And then I started feeling bad for letting my blog, my readers and myself down. 😌😌
But hey, it’s day 4 today, and who says I can’t pick up from where I stopped? It so happens that today’s prompt is dear to my heart. I hope you enjoy some of the poems and musings I’ve got right here!
Ps: hope your November has started off well? 🌱🌱🌹🌹Continue reading “November Writing Challenge – Prompts 2-4”
‘Lady High Control Freak’ was the nickname given to me by myself and my friends. I loved to be in control. Heck! I could control how I spoke, what I said, how I sat, how I looked, and how things should go. Or so I thought!Continue reading “Tales of a recovering control freak”
They say funerals are the best places to hear the nicest things about people. Emma’s own wasn’t any different. She was loved by many, as I came to understand. Yet, none of these people were there the night she overdosed on her sleeping pills.Continue reading “Day 30: Another Letter”
Surround yourself with things that make you happy. For me it’s plants, scented candles, Bible and books, seashells or anything that represents nature, memorabilia and anything that reminds me of traveling.
The cure for hate is love (obviously!) But hear me out…Continue reading “Day 23: Cure for hate”