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Goodbye.
Post from the past 7. Memories threads through a red string attached to my little finger, along with the line I found it was knotted loosely around your foot, so loose that I barely felt that you have long ago walked away. I have fallen so many times for the wrong person, so many times that I wished you would be the last; however, I never expected that you weren’t the one for me. I have come to realize, I’m not right for you, and to hear the sound of your footsteps walking away from me is saddening, but what I also know is that life moves on. The red…
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A Sigh, And a Breath.
The 25th letter to you. Once upon a time when I was full of energy and motivation to engage and contribute to this world, I was delight and happy to be able to share my happiness and inspiration with people around me, but after taking the medicine daily my motivation dwindle over time. However I am not too sad or disappointed in myself for the changes that comes with medication, but it still a real struggle for me to engage in reality without slipping back to my own world. I lament at how medicine could numb me so much that everyday feels like a battle, but maybe this is a…
"Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness and still become something beautiful."
