Tag: healing
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The Big Scary Void
I have started off so many of my blog posts with a question, I’m constantly searching for answers. I’m naturally a very curious person but I’m also an over-thinker so you could imagine how that might not mix well. A-lot of questions have been popping up in my mind here and there, combing through the…
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New Year, Same Me. Is That How The Saying Goes?
It’s my last blog post of 2024 so buckle up readers, this is going to be a long one. This year has been one of the hardest years of my life, it has tested me in ways that I had never imagined. I have lost friendships, I lost my relationship and mostly, I lost my…
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Life Is As Magical As You Make It
The sun is setting, the sky is painted a beautiful dusty pink and purple color and I’m watching the airplanes fly overhead. I close my eyes and take a deep breath and allow my mind to go quiet for just a second. I’m enjoying this moment, there are times I don’t think we realize how…
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Poem: The One Sided Invisible String
People talk about the invisible string, the one that brings two people together. No one talks about the one sided invisible string, where one person continues to hang on while the other has let go. No one talks about the pain that comes with it. I had always hoped he would lasso his string to…
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Take The Rose Colored Glasses Off
I cried today, actually, that feels like an understatement, the pain felt like a knife and the tears just fell, those feelings came crashing back and hit me like I was submerged in a cold plunge. My mind deceives me by bringing up questions that I’ll never get answers to. I feel like I’m a…
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The Holiday Is For The Melancholy Not The Mistletoe
I’m currently sitting at his favorite sushi restaurant, I’m sitting outside and it’s a bit chilly. Despite the random cold front, I don’t think the chill is from the weather, it’s from my fond memories of this place. I remember the last time I was here alone, it was the day before I moved out…
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Poem: This Is Not A Funeral
I spoke my final goodbyes to you today. No, this is not a funeral, although it certainly feels like one. I’m walking the city streets at night and I stop dead in my tracks. I look up at the sky and close my eyes, by then it started to rain. I put my hand to…
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Our Memories Make Up Who We Are
I had a craving to watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, it’s one of my few comfort movies. I wonder what drew me to watch it for the 100th time but here I am. As I sit here completely captivated by Joel played by Jim Carey I understand his character more and more every…
The Ramblings of the Hopeful Overthinker 