I’ve been writing a lot lately. Not because I have everything figured out, but because I think this is the only way I can actually hear myself clearly. And the more I write, the more I start to notice something...
I’ve been sitting with my thoughts, trying to sort through the emotional baggage I carry. I’m not even sure what to call it. Is it grief ? Or maybe something else? What I do know is that I need to let it out.
It’s been a while. I’ll just put my emotional baggage here for now. I’ve been a bit occupied lately, hence the silence. Emotional baggage dump: I’m someone who learned how to survive by being capable .
So, my “tomorrow” turned into two weeks later. Life has been a little occupied with work and everything else. Should I continue where I left off? How do I even begin?