A blue moon ago, I was asked, “What does it mean to love?” Well, I think I have an attempt to an answer. To love someone is to have someone else love you when you hate yourself. Understand the difference in each other, build a bridge to comprehend perspectives. Ground yourself, reteach you how to … Continue reading – untitled love entry –
Tag: emotional awareness
Thank You
Yellow hoodie, wet from the rain, don’t fade away from such a small stain. Instead, say thank you.
Facing Adversity
Amanda, you were right. When faced with adversity or an awesome presence, I talk big talk, but shrink and hurt myself for not being enough. I’m challenging habits that I spent 10 years making and fixing them to work out my school schedule. People always called me the “golden boy,” the “one who will do … Continue reading Facing Adversity
Rose Colored Visions
What do you see when you look into my caramel - colored eyes? This is the question that pops up into my head when I’m talking to my friends. They see so much in side of me, always referring to how I’m striving to be the best. I know that I say I’m gonna make … Continue reading Rose Colored Visions
My Stress
It's becoming alarmingly apparent that I stress myself out too much.I was working at the coffee shop today. I was making drinks like I usually do. Pulling shots of espresso, mixing in syrups for the coffees, and stirring the liquids together. I just started last month and it's my ninth shift there. I can't help … Continue reading My Stress
Pay My Respects
I was watching a youtube video today. It was It’s Alex Clark’s video about how he dated his babysitter. He touched on somethings in that video, and one of them was family. For whatever reason, I don’t mourn family during the time they die. Well, I do, but I always mourn the people that matter … Continue reading Pay My Respects
Auras
When I was younger, I did not have as many opportunists to be exposed to the culture of my generation. A lot of my friends listened to rap music with heavy cursing, watched shows like MTV, and were able to go over to people's houses and play shooter games. My parents, well, namely my mom, … Continue reading Auras