Writing & Expression
If you want to be a person who people respect, you have to stand for something.
I no longer want closure. I want commitment. I no longer want answers. I want actions. I no longer want reasons. I want honesty.
I’m a recovering perfectionist. That’s not to say that I was ever particularly good at the things I was doing. In truth, I am a shitty perfectionist and you won’t find any evidence of my obsession in my work.
Too many people are under this false belief that to be whole, we must have someone there to love us. This is simply not true.
Thank you for all the roadblocks. Thank you for steering my life in another direction. Thank you for allowing me to realize that there’s more than one way to take. There’s more than one life for me to live.
I dodged your name in conversations, and expertly did not flinch when someone did bring you up. I acted unfazed, aloof. Totally stable and healed.
Your identity will be uniquely yours. Whether your parents are from different countries or you moved someplace else as a child, your identity will be comprised of at least two different cultures.
Imagine pressing on a tender bruise; multiply that sensation by 10, and you’re in my body.
Loving you will never fade away; I will always have the love for you hiding somewhere in my heart.
Pain cannot be ignored. Try as you may, you can’t compartmentalize it and hope that that will be the last you see of it.