the impending realities of getting out of an abusive relationship

I need to start off this post by saying that I was never physically abused but abuse is abuse even if he didn't lay a hand on me. The emotional and mental abuse took a toll on my future relationships as a result of my traumatic past relationship with my abuser and many people ask… Continue reading the impending realities of getting out of an abusive relationship

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punishing the good

This is not the story of how good deeds go unpunished. This is not the story of how good people are always on the bad end of the lucky spectrum. And this is not a story of the good being bad. No, this is an experience that I, and millions of others have all felt… Continue reading punishing the good

strength of a thousand worlds

He thought I couldn't do it. I threatened to leave many times. I threatened to cut off all ties with him if he ever hurt me again, and every time, I couldn't do it because I felt like I needed him. I wanted him, even if I had to watch him from afar 7000 miles… Continue reading strength of a thousand worlds

to err is human, to forgive is divine

Every day, I spend some time to read and it fills me with an immense knowledge for everyday things. The internet is a toxic space, that much, I admit. I am hateful of the company that fills the surroundings and many times, people find validation on the internet only to be disappointed and filled with… Continue reading to err is human, to forgive is divine

as i sit here

As I sit here in this cafe writing stories of my life, I start to wonder of how my life miraculously came to be. Sometimes, there are questions that you ask yourself. Things that don't seem anything out of the ordinary or odd but when you really question them, you start to wonder if it's… Continue reading as i sit here

taking control of my life

I realised many things the day my father died. One, I lost everything and two, my life was going to spiral out of control. Both of which are true, and both of which made me fall into this pit of potential depression. I admit one thing; I had thought about death many times since then.… Continue reading taking control of my life