‘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”
Today I’m missing that part of me that’s more hopeful and childlike. The part of me that still believes there’s more to life, than mere existence. More to impact, than just the accumulation of material gains.
We live in a society where the rite of passage to adulthood includes bagging a degree or more, getting a good job, getting married, and even having kids! It’s like you’re not an adult if you’ve not crossed off one or all of these. And hey, these are not bad! But what I would like to bring to your consciousness is that tiny part of you that longs for something more. That part of you that you may be missing, even without knowing.Continue reading “Day 28: Missing today”
I believe it’s a great privilege to be able to eat and appreciate food with others. Something about sharing meals together strengthens the bond and keeps our spirits high.Continue reading “Day 19: Food on the table”
Voices of the past,
Keep getting louder as they cast
Their spell reminding you that you’re not good enough,
Nothing you’ve ever done has been good enough,
They whisper into your ears
That He doesn’t love you even after all these years,
He’s seen you at your worst,
Surely, he’d have every right to hate you the most.
Voices of the past,
For tonight you no longer shall last,
He loves you in spite of you,
He sent His son to die just for you.
I have always wondered what it would be like to see the world through the trees,
To see how minute we are,
To see just how much we worry about things that don’t really matter.Continue reading “Day 9: Through the Trees”
My face hit the hard floor in one quick sweep,
My skin was bruised as I lay there, wondering what happened.
I didn’t expect what happened next..
I felt a heavy weight on my shoulders,
Knee bones boring holes in my back,
Jostling breath out of my lungs.
I tried to hold still,
Perhaps, if I didn’t move, maybe he’d let me live.
But he wasn’t going to budge.
How are y’all coping with the global pandemic and lockdown? Well, for me it’s been crazy. If you’ve been following my blog for a while, you’d know I’m largely introverted and enjoy the four walls of my home. But these days are different. I still wish for the option to go out so I don’t lose my mind. Welps! It’s all for our safety! Continue reading “It’s okay not to be okay”