Unintentional things that end up weighing you down 

I am constantly walking around with a feeling of anxiety over my heart and my head. My heart is constantly racing and I constantly have a headache. One of the many reasons I have anxiety, is because of who I am. Who I am is different to who you think I am, and very different to... Continue Reading →

Territory of the heart

via Daily Prompt: Territory "She is mine." Getting to know someone comes in phases. Moving from attraction to comfort, the phase where we start being who we are, rather than the masks we wore. There's a sense of belonging. Attachment. The belonging is beautiful. Someone who feels like home, who isn't too much work. Someone... Continue Reading →

The Monkey Controlling You

"When you take a step in the right direction, all hell breaks loose." I never realized the extent to which the monkey truly will do everything to keep you where you are. What monkey? The one in your mind (click here).  You've grown to give him the spotlight, changes in your life means that you will... Continue Reading →

He’s Controlling Your Mind!

Split was an excellent depiction of how real the different voices inside your head are. Sure, I know you'll say that you don't have Multiple Personality Disorder (MPD) or now what is known as Dissociative identity disorder (DID) ; but in my point of view, you sorta do. Everyone has different facets to their personality,... Continue Reading →


You, my friend are not a ballerina.  You were not made to always be on your tippy toes, always trying to seem like you are taller than you really are, so that those around you will acknowledge you. But the problem isn't that your toes are sore from always  reaching up, it's your perception. You... Continue Reading →

Laser pity 

It's that look of disappointment. A look of shame from the people that mean most to you. And that you've failed them, again... Everyone tells you what to do, you can see how they feel with a look of pity. But these looks are not just glances that pass with a split second; they are... Continue Reading →


Do you ever look at your face and realise that it's not the same, not in the sense that you're aging.. but your features change.  Every. Single. Time.  I used to think I was weird because honestly I'd forget what I look like. I can't seem to figure out which one is real. They say... Continue Reading →

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