Sometimes, in order to move forward, you have to let go of things that are not finished, things that never got to tell their whole story, things that never even got to just "be"... Sometimes, in order to become, you have to come undone. Torn to pieces; reduced to ashes. It's all so sad. To …
I am the lost and found. | whispered ramblings
Sometimes, it takes a lot of getting lost before you can find yourself exactly where you are supposed to be. Growing up, I always felt out of place. Like, somehow, in spite of Its all-seeing all-knowing eye, the Universe had made a mistake and planted my soul in the wrong time & place. Some nights, …
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how to beat the darkness | whispered ramblings
It's been almost a month since I wrote a “whispered ramblings” post. I have been too busy working on making things happen & convincing Reality to accept and wear the beautiful dress I made for her. I am writing this one for myself mostly as I am in need of a reminder of the strength …
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mental health > productivity | whispered ramblings
I am writing this now in a much brighter mood than I was yesterday or the day before or the day before that or the day before that… In fact, I think it has been a few days since I have felt this lightweight and confident in my abilities to do things. I had a …
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A Light that Never Goes Out | poem
On some days, the sky gets heavy, And it tries oh so hard to bury me; On other days when I begin to feel free It is the ground that tries and swallow me. In the blink of an eye, the air in my lungs can turn to rocks And at that moment, as every …
You are not alone | poem
The world might be broken But nothing can stop the Love That's pouring from the clouds above the rain is not your enemy, remember that sadness is happiness's mother The world might leave you lonely But nothing can stop the wind From holding your faded skin storms will always be scary, but you will learn …
I can feel the rain before it comes (kinda like a sneeze)
I often get what I like to call pre-sadness sadness or sometimes even pre-frustration frustration. I always feel it coming, and maybe that always leads to its premature launching as well. But one thing that never seems to happen is pre-happiness happiness. I am always being haunted by some type of ghost that whispers chills …
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