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Why your words matter after a breakup

Guys please be kind, love those around you while they are breathing and value them. Your words and actions do matter. Never play with someone's heart or emotions simply because they're not a big deal

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Why can't i move on?

I've tried it all, The therapy, the tears. I've tried the no contact, Journaling, jotting down all of my fears. I've tried having fun, getting exposure, I've tried talking, the closure. I've tried pra

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Why does my heart still crave what hurt it?

Today I wrestle with the want, The way my heart craves what broke it, Because it has never known better, Never known love without pain, Never known gentleness without suffering. I hold it back by the

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Finding peace in the silence after a breakup

Today I sit with the numbness, This rare quiet moment, Where the chaos recedes just enough, Where breathing hurts a little less. Where that constant ache is silent, And there's nothing in my head, But

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Feeling empty after loving too much

It's excruciating, Being filled to overflowing, A bottomless well of love, Yet no gentle hands to hold it. Only greedy fingers, Taking but never giving, Confident that the well, Will never leave. It s

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How to cope with the exhaustion of healing

Today I sit with the nothingness, As if every sob completely sapped my energy, And everything fades into meaninglessness. I stare coldly at the shattered pieces of me, As if I could mend them with wil

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Why am i so scared to move on?

Today I sit with the sadness, Wishing my tear ducts would just dry up, It's a slow descent into madness. Truth is I’m scared though I want to break through. Scared to acknowledge it, And scared of w

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Finding strength in letting go

Today I sit with reality, The truth that no one’s coming to rescue me. I’m done with breaking just to make others whole, Losing my peace while playing a role. There’s a quiet strength growing de

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Why do i still long for someone who hurts me?

Today I sit with the anxiety, The bitter hate growing inside of me. Why is it that my soul still craves, The very one who dug my grave? Who threw me to sharks in life's tempest sea, Still cl