with a mind to heal and a heart trying to remember how to pump after detaching away from familiarity. Welcoming my new reality as I go through R E C O V E R Y.
You might’ve noticed a bit of a change on my blog. Yes! I am currently going through a format change! Otherwise, I’m glad you’re back and connecting with me on my personal thoughts.
How’s recovery looking, you may ask. To tell you the truth, my ego’s been bruised. Badly. I’ve contemplated this post for weeks and couldn’t come close to finishing it. My thoughts have been roaming around through multiple channels in different directions. I have not been myself lately… I have these expectations where I’m supposed to be a better version of who I used to be and yet I can’t even look in the mirror and recognize who I’ve become. Continue reading “Moving Gracefully”
“There’s no shame in being broken… You just pick up the pieces and keep rebuilding.” – The Choice
This week has been the hardest week I’ve had to endure, it was as if I had to replay the same week it all came crashing down. I can still feel the same cut, so deep and ragged that it makes it harder for me to breathe. Having my Pandora play songs that bring nostalgic memories hurt. Visiting places Continue reading “Picking up the pieces “
“If the hurt comes so will the happiness” as stated in milk and honey by Rupi Kaur. I’ve read that book a week or two before the madness and I learned to slowly heal myself from all the battle wounds I’ve gotten over the past few months. And just as I thought that the storm was ending, it was just beginning. Of course, as we all know I’ve recently gone through a traumatic heart break, Continue reading “A peak into my thoughts”