I do things based on what feels right. It’s difficult to explain, but I’m very good at determining how people are feeling based on a feeling inside of me. Another thing that has always been a part of who I am are my dreams. I’ve always had a knack for dreams coming true, having the … Continue reading Perks of being Highly Sensitive
You spend your days acting in a questionable manner, Feeling your thoughts drown in the depths of your mind. Everyone around you knows you are acting strangely, But you pretend and persuade that all is fine. The void you feel in your heart weighs heavily, Making you feel guilty about your mysteries this coming night. … Continue reading Deep Sea Diver
Since I'm going to write this book as a memoir, I have to find a way begin again. Scrapping my previous pages wasn't as heartbreaking as I thought it would be, and I think that's because I knew the story wasn't as powerful as it could be. Here is a very rough draft of a … Continue reading Very Rough Start of My Book
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I haven't gone to church in years. I used to be Catholic and had to go to mass every week or multiple times a week. I have nothing against people who go to church or who are religious, I just personally don't go anymore. However, just last week my friend got married and had a … Continue reading A women’s duty…???
Well I did it. I attempted to try on my wedding dress. Let's just say that last night was not my ideal night. For starters, I was told to try on my bridesmaid's dress that I had purchased for a friend's wedding next weekend. The other bridesmaids said that when they tried on the dress … Continue reading How do people do it??
Some days you get into a strange stage of remembrance. They can be happy thoughts of nostalgia or thoughts that haunt you from the past. Whichever you are feeling that day, know that the confusion won't last. I'm sure we can all relate when we look at pictures from the past. A flood of emotions … Continue reading Time
Am I a weak person or am I simply human? I can't decide whether to laugh or cry. Dry those eyes and leave certain memories behind. Why is it so difficult to let go of the past? Why is it a strangulation on myself to leave behind all the rest? Am I really a weak person … Continue reading Am I weak?
Tears cascade directly down her cheek, but her instincts tell her, "Do not speak." They watch and judge as you walk by, but hold your head high and voice your battle cry. Stand tall and strong to hide the pain. The darkness is only something you can feign. Feel the depth of your despair, as … Continue reading It is everywhere…