Yes, I have got issues… Trust issues… I don’t know all my triggers yet… I haven’t worked through all my traumas. Yes, I’m fucked up! But not fucked up enough to wanna fuck up your life! I am nobody’s problem. Incoming hyper independence… But my own. I am learning to listen and to reassure myself …
Category Archives: Reflections & Selflove
The traitor from within learned peace
Something happened, I blocked you out. I feel everything strongly! Deeply and painfully. And you knew that! Yes, I am very sensitive…I used to take everything to the heart and quite personal… but since I blocked you out, I still take things to the heart but not personal! You are the reason I saw no …
The loveliness you see
I see it too, the beauty you see in me… It’s the face of a soul at home. There were days I saw a ghost looking back at me… When I was a rootless plant trying so hard to pant herself in lifeless soils… Any other place can’t host me, but my own body. I’m …
Yes, It’s I.
Yes it’s I, the girl with a broken jar for a heart, and yes I have sewn myself back together, but there are cracks in me, still and will always be… Sometimes a crack might bleed by a resurfaced memory… And a wolf may come through a crack again… It may dig its teeth in …
Bloody cracks
It’s not a lack of sharing something of me, oh I’m so good at sharing something from me, be it a thought, a past, or a look. It’s the assurance that there are cracks I still haven’t learned how to heal or deal to live with. And each time one of them bleed in came …
Just keep going
You are so hung up on a version of me that no longer represents me. And you rather drag me there instead of seeing how I have blossomed. It’s not me it’s you!.. It’s your lack of access to my thoughts that terrifies you! You fill in the gap with made-up stories…we don’t all go …
Glass or not
I was bare feet on a chair, my eyes caught something flashing on the floor I lifted my feet in response to seeing it. See, I have stepped on smashed glass a few times, so my feet went on protection mode. On a closer look, it was a piece of plastic. Sure it won’t cut …
Carpe Diem
What is a past? There is only the child who stumbled around until she learned to walk who then fell in a pit hole, who then crawled out to roll down, and ride the rollercoaster of life! Yes it’s a mark on me I feel it in my limbs when things get scary it’s my …
When it shows it shows
I can see it in your eyes All the work you’ve put into your mental and emotional health shows… It shows in your eyes that you are in a better place… ~ she said. And that is one of the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me!! Thank you Kaddi. Katrin is my …
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