For once in my life, I'm no longer trying to chase the future.
Category: Introspection
None of us are good people
Why we need to stop caring so much about being perceived as "good" or "bad."
A letter to my future self
From 18-year-old me.
I forgive myself
Y’know what I recently realized? I love myself, yes, but I’m not very kind to myself. I am the helicopter parent I never had.
Sunrise swallows sorrow
I haven’t been able to sleep. It seems that nearly every night, some deep sadness just envelops me and drives back the snug embrace of slumber. This used to occur only on occasion, but the past several weeks have seen the frequency of these episodes spike.