Monday — the last day of the long weekend we rarely have nowadays. Your eyes were drooping as the hours passed by. Your skin tanned, proof of the fond memories you had collected in the few days you were on a different island. Collarbone apparent, jawline chiseled — an indication…

Chuckling like a five-year-old kid over hilarious jokes I never knew I would tell and hear from someone I barely know. Heck, I am not even sure if he was some serial killer or just catfishing. It was pretty unconventional the way we met. The medium that no one would…

Oh, how I wish it is just a dream. Too many things are happening all at once. The stressors and the triggers are all over the place, waiting for the right time to come to you and let you lose yourself. Politics. Inflation. Identity crisis. Anxiety. Insecurities. When a dear…

The previous year has fucked me up mentally and emotionally, but thank goodness I did not lose myself completely. When 2022 started, I knew in my heart that I was off to a rollercoaster ride. It is the year that I am turning 27, which people say is pretty much…

Hi, I know it has been a while. I have so many thoughts running through my head but do not have the courage to write. You see, writing to me means I need to face reality but I just could not — not yet. I’m such a coward, I know. For now, I am just trying to remind myself of the beautiful things and people that surround me. As I roam through this harsh and confusing reality, this thought I leave to you (and to myself):

This is inspired by the story told by my friend yesterday. This one’s for you. That must have hurt, To be reminded of your wounds and broken inner child by the person you want to be happy with. To heal by fire, to be broken a thousand times. Yet, to be mended by sweet words you have longed to hear. Every day, gasping for air. Every day, singing words of hope. Every day, living the scary world of the unknown.

September 12, 2022, at 20:37 I am tired of living as a wallflower — a person kept in the corners of the room, waiting for someone to allow her to be known. I am tired of living as a yes man — someone who could not say no, no matter…

I genuinely would like to ask you two questions: How do you recognize when you are selling yourself too short? Do you have any indicator(s) that it is happening? Do you have a list of all the things that you do and do not deserve? …

Heart-wrenching yet magical. Of all the things that brought me pain, this has got to be one of the most freeing ones. Isn’t it ironic? When Ben&Ben posted the image you see above, I already expected a song that would break my heart into pieces. To be precise, that is…