Come with me on a super short virtual tour of my city filled with hope, love and dreams 🌸
Till I rest in peace, I hope it's somewhere the colours become one, united with each other; one body one soul. Stuck in time. The good times. 🌸
Politely ignoring the worldly pleasures that others are experiencing, you hide back in your grave of salvation rhetorically remembering the days which should have lasted for ever. Those little days when there were no dark circles and the day you felt like YOU.
I really hope things can feel like it's getting back to normal before everything goes worse. I watched a movie called moonshot which is set at a time where going to Mars and thinking of a future there is a possibility. I kept thinking to myself, is it really necessary to start discovering another habitable planet before we save our own? The ongoing ruckus feels like a distraction to mending an inevitable loss for our environment. Maybe the newer generation would really need another planet to shift to when we destroy our own deliberately.
Is it really World War III??? I am honestly not surprised… post a pandemic, the only rational thing we as a reformed species could do, is go to war ensuring end-game transcribed annihilation. All this anxiety and helpless screaming at a wall came at halt when I came across this haunting yet tender picture of a couple standing in the Kyiv underground metro as time stood still for them, sharing a quiet moment for love to surface. I decided to calm myself down by doing the only thing I know – write! I couldn’t help but wonder what they must be feeling amidst the chaos.
I read my first horror story in R.L Stine's Goosebumps series. Since then I've always wanted to write one on my own. Starting this new year on a spooky note. Hope you enjoy!
This post was incredibly difficult for me to articulate, but I'm overwhelmed with your love and feedback. I could finally gather the courage to do this! 💜 I would love to hear your stories as well and if there is anything you'd like to share. Your support means the world to me. 🌸
Love can be found in unexpected places. Sometimes we go out searching for what we think we want and we end up with what we're supposed to have.
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