I write to remember, I write to examine my mind, I write to release the tension for being an ordinary human being. The more I write, the more I lose the anxiety that used to be so close to me. The more I write the more I lose the need to judge everything, everyone at … Continue reading A writer
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Family
It was one of those low-energy days—the kind where the bed feels like a warm cloud and adult responsibilities feel like a cruel joke. All I wanted to do was sleep and maybe sleep some more. But no, Fate (and my husband) had other plans. Today, we had to attend a visit—capital V, because this … Continue reading Family
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