I know you think this is love, but it’s not going to turn out the way your romantic hopelessness paints it to be. It’s exciting and exhilarating to start out, making it easy to neglect everyone and everything else in your life. It’s too easy. Life will teach you not to put all your eggs… Continue reading dear Lydia,
I got accepted… . . now what?
Ever since I moved to Northern California and began attending community college, everything I have done academically has gone toward transferring to a four year university. I didn't give myself much time to think beyond what classes do I need to take to apply with my major? When is the soonest I can transfer? How can… Continue reading I got accepted… . . now what?
tired or lazy? (i can’t tell.)
This has always been an issue for me. Even when it comes to my disorder itself, I wonder if it's real or if it's something that I use to excuse my symptomatic behavior. I've had at least a couple peers tell me that I use my disorder as an excuse for being lazy and skipping… Continue reading tired or lazy? (i can’t tell.)
L I G H T S
I promised when I last wrote that I would dedicate an entire post to the concert that I've been waiting for--pretty much ever since her last concert. Especially so since her newest album, Skin & Earth, was released. The concert was a week ago, and I've been meaning to write, but I felt that I… Continue reading L I G H T S
What’s My Type?
Ever since I took the Myers-Briggs personality test when I was younger, I have been extremely interested in my personality type. From the Myers-Briggs, I branched off into taking other types of tests. These range from Buzzfeed quizzes (in my defense, it was for amusement to see how accurate it could be) to Enneagram (which… Continue reading What’s My Type?
Letters I’ll Never Send
On the eve of the new year, I had an idea. I was going to write letters to people, people who have hurt me or that I've had to process a lot about. And I would never send these letters. Ever. My therapist has suggested doing this multiple times; not necessarily for all these people,… Continue reading Letters I’ll Never Send
A Tint of Nostalgia
For all of last week, I was visiting my grandparents back in SoCal. They live near the beach, which makes for wonderful weather, despite how frizzy it makes my hair. About an hour drive away from there is where I grew up from the beginning of middle school to the end of high school. I… Continue reading A Tint of Nostalgia
