My mother was sitting on a chair when I walked into the house. With the television turned on, she stared blankly into the empty wall. The house looked messier than I remembered. There were strips of pills, test reports that laid scattered on every table. Clothes, thrown haphazardly out of the closets as if everyone was living out of their suitcases. She invited me in like I wasn’t visiting but had been there all along. […]
Found an old clip from when your words still made sense to meSurreal, as if that part of you never existedThe smile that lit up your eyesWe could be twins, they’d say,But my eyes don’t smile the way yours did. Does it feel like that life was ever yours?Without the repetition,The angst and the criesTime has been standing still like a photograph,As I wait to choose between dream and reality. Why is the past […]
Unbearable stillness fills up the vacuum that is my mindHesitant gestures loom for what seems like an eternityMy body, still here My heart, still beatingLife is what I missThe life I had, the life I never had I tried to understand love through the silencesSome loves are different, I thoughtI reached down your throat and pulled out your soulA shriveled carcass is all that I foundDesire going up in smokeLike the years I don’t […]
“How do I trust you? How do I believe everything you’re saying is true? It’s been a year and a half since we’ve been apart,” Ram said, trying to sound convincing, pacing back and forth simultaneously. “It’s not that I don’t, but it’s been a while, and we’re only humans, you know. Things happen. People change,” he added, running his fingers through his hair as he continued to pace. “It has been fourteen months to […]
She felt something brush against her, pushing her, as if getting closer and closer, rubbing on her tiny little frame, engulfing her whole. It wasn’t something. It was someone. Trying to slide their hands underneath her cotton camisole, touching her soft, bare skin, lifting the only piece of clothing she had been wearing on that summer night to cope with the heat. A hand went up against her back as fingers slowly tried reaching the […]
When you use a substance as a social lubricant to quell your nerves, it backfires.
In an ideal world, hard work pays off, but this isn't necessarily true if there are no opportunities. What we see, or rather, information that is made available to us, are of the successes, not the failures. So we tend to dote on success and idealize it.
It has been over a month since I lost my job. And while hearing about the massive amount of job losses and businesses shutting down all over the world did cause some anxiety, I couldn’t relate. Not until the moment I realized I didn’t know where my next paycheck was coming from. You can empathize, pray that it doesn’t happen to you, or plan if it does but, there’s no way to predict your actions […]
Our brains were not wired for chronic stress. Every time we are in a stressful situation, we activate what is known as the "fight or flight mode" - our body's response to imminent danger. Now, imagine activating this stress response for something like a credit payment or your fears of starting out on your own, rather than a life-threatening event. Do you see what you're doing? Putting your body through a constant state of worry. What good can come out of that?
You wake up at the sound of the alarm. It may have been ringing for a while now. You reach for your phone, hit the snooze button and bury your head underneath the pillow. Five more minutes. You think. It rings again. The damn thing. May have forgotten to turn off the snooze settings. You throw the pillow out of your face. Open your eyes. I’m not going to get any sleep now. You’re awake. […]