I said which pics are you talking about so I too may post them on my socials? Ha! You are insane he said; Oh but I am, I will go apeshit crazy in defending myself instead of losing myself! A woman unchained to her vessel mmm I’m so much more… Alas, if this is my …
Category Archives: Reflections & Selflove
Reflecting
Today I felt utterly like I have failed! In life! I am self-aware and I know my triggers… But today I discovered a new toxic trait… Apparently, I punish myself when things out of my control happen that I think I should have control over… I didn’t realize this before, but now I do… So …
grown up vs child’s experience
Grown-up experiences need to be separated from a child’s experience. I see it in my childhood, I remember while we were refugees, I felt safe as long as my mother was next to me. When I see a long line of trucks and cars, and people carrying their belonging on the top of their heads… …
A runner
Yes, I have become good at running… The only thing I don’t run from is my feelings… My thoughts… My precious self. I don’t run from myself.
Alone
“you will end up alone” as if alone equals lonely. I have been in crowded places and felt completely lonely. I have been with people and felt lonely. Loneliness isn’t driven out by being with someone. I am alone and feel completely at home.
Aligned
Aligned within me I know, for so long I have been either detached or on the run from myself. I am where I need to be Where I need to be Where I am meant to be Where I want to be 💃🏾🧚🏽♀️🌷⚡
A piece I wrote for writers project a while back
Dear Muni, you little girl in a grown woman’s body! You have no idea how precious you are. How the little poems you write and the art you create are going to move people. How the pain and heartaches you face, will shape you to become a beautiful soul. You think you don’t matter, but …
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Guard what’s left
One day, when I’m older and wiser, perhaps then will I… But until then, I will live everyday joyfully as the morning comes to kiss my forehead. I. . . I will laugh until my tummy aches, I will cry should tears ever find their way out again… Until then, my arms crossed close to …
Kelib si siku
Yetenekelu abeboch rasachewn endegena beteklu… Yeterebeshew betachewn selam byastemru… Abet Des silu bizu yazenut kelib si siku.
