This morning I was angry with my husband. Not just annoyed—angry. He was supposed to do something, he didn’t, and when I texted him about it, he replied with a laughing emoticon. That was it. The spark. I exploded inside.But then life went on. I carried the anger with me, heavy in my chest, yet … Continue reading Sadhana.2
Month: September 2025
Progress
For me running is like a coping mechanism. I choose running simply because you don't need any pre-course to do it. Just a pair of running shoes and a track, off you go. Coping mechanism? So... You're stressed out and then you run? Basically... Yes that's what I did. I started to mention running in … Continue reading Progress
Not my way
I’m learning to accept this part of him.His coping mechanism drives me nuts sometimes, but that’s because I expect him to be someone else. I compare myself with him — my way of fighting the storm against his way of waiting it out — and that’s not fair.He may not fight the storm the way … Continue reading Not my way
Sick leave
I’m taking a sick leave today. Just a common cold and a headache—not terrible, but honestly, who doesn’t need a rest day once in a while? So I stayed home, slept in, and asked my husband to brew me a cup of tea. Everyone in the house made their own breakfast this morning, except me. … Continue reading Sick leave
Letting go
Ownership
“Life is fleeting,” you whisper.“Yes,” I answer, “and that’s why you’re noticing the little things.”You glance at your son on the screen, solving equations or games.. whatever... It doesn't matter.Your husband laughs softly, feeding Elmo the sugar glider a pink marshmallow.A cup of tea breathes steam in front of you.“Debts still hover,” you sigh.“They do,” … Continue reading Ownership