Tag: selflove
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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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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…
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Having Fear Is To Have Hope
So, as you know, I’ve been pretty vulnerable and fairly candid with anyone who reads this blog. And I want to continue that trend, I wanted to discuss what life has been like continuing as if three months ago didn’t happen. My fears have been a bit more prominent lately. I’ve been afraid, not that…
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We’re All Just Saving Face
No one talks about how numb you feel after heartbreak. Once enough time has passed, you no longer have the desire to feel anything at all. The small things that once brought you joy no longer fulfills you the way it used too. The small talk and minor human interaction becomes such a tedious task.…
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Like A Moth To A Flame
These last few months has had its fair share of ups and downs. Now don’t get me wrong, I’ve been here before. Once, with my first love. I got through that one. It made me stronger and much smarter. But let me tell you, that healing process was absolutely excruciating. There were so many times…
The Ramblings of the Hopeful Overthinker 