Our emotional needs need to be met in a healthy way and not through another person. We think we need people to be there for us because we don't know how to, but what we really need is to reacquaint with our wounded selves. Because, there’s only so many times we can call in outside counsel for our peace of mind.
And it is the fear of stepping into one of those land mines that we’ve gotten into a habit of doing things such as softening our speech to sound more likable. We’ve started diminishing words, opinions and thoughts to ensure we don’t get labelled as Bitchy, Aggressive or just plain Dumb. We’ve started apologizing for taking up space, before asking a question.
Azure, Indigo and Periwinkle got lost in the echo to make way for Phantom Black in a moment while somebody stands, thinking about the lost light she felt the most human in, gradually opening the windows for the Chaos rushing in to race her in a Marathon, she once beat it in.
Very recently, I read something about memories, not the ones we make and all the emotional attachment ones and stuff, but the ones that are like, literally there, like on our Instagram and Facebook etc. , and how we are mostly embarrassed by the things we did in 2013 or 2015 or whatever. Basically the... Continue Reading →