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Let's live and stop figuring out

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Yesterday was my birthday. It made me pause for a moment… am I getting old? And what does “old” even mean?

A Quiet Weekend That Meant More Than I Expected

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I think I'm lost.

On Days When Faith Feels Fragile

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There are days when I feel like I have no real thoughts. Not the deep, meaningful kind. Just worries, layered on top of each other.

I Learned to Be Alone Before I Was Ready

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The way I see myself now is this: I bottle things up .

I Think I’ve Been Quiet for Too Long

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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...

A Conversation I Didn’t Know I Needed

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I went to my sister’s house today. It’s something I usually do on weekends.

Some Days, I Just Want to Breathe

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I think I’m in a place where I feel like I’ve fallen into a hole in the sand .

In Between What Was and What’s Next

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If I had to describe my life right now in one word, it would be: Uncertain.

I Didn’t Leave Loudly

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All this was a sequence of life events. I think?

I Knew, But I Stayed

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I believe I started to get into the root of it all by writing everything according to timeline and why it makes sense at the end of the day.

The Day Everything Quietly Changed

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Let's continue before my memory disappears again. I was 20 when my father passed away.

This Kind of Love

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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.

Still Carrying, Still Here

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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 .

When the Cycle Comes Back

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Have you ever had a day, a week, or maybe even months or years where you feel drained, yet somehow still manage to function?

One Year Later, Still Learning

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It’s officially been one year since I joined my current company. 

Some Days, Grief Feels Fresh Again

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I woke up today to the sad news that good people have passed away. Death… it will not be sad.

Choosing Myself After Everything

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When I started writing again, I wanted to piece together whatever memories remained. But can I really do that?

After I Walked Away

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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?

Between Mountains and Memories (2016–2019)

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I was supposed to update this yesterday after work, but I ended up spending time with my cats. So… here we go.

When Healing Took Its Time.

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I didn’t plan for “tomorrow” to be almost a year later, lol.