You fought so hard to love yourself and found that love in other people. And then your self-love became intertwined with company; a give and take, you gave love and in doing so fell in love with yourself. Slowly. Excruciatingly slowly. It was uphill for the most part, but a rocky terrain nonetheless, and sometimes … Continue reading Note to self
I remember taking the Myers-Briggs type indicator test a few years ago (online, naturally) and it classified me as an INFP. This was when I was 14. I used to hate every inch of myself, and because of it, I repressed every desire I had to be surrounded by friends and to go outside and … Continue reading Born an extrovert
...well, the end of my exams anyway. No, that's not strictly true: the end of my exams brings with it the end of a great many other things. It's the official-official end of my high school career. Let's be real, for all the tears I shed, graduation was mostly for frills and to satiate us students. … Continue reading The end is nigh!
It's hard for me to take good news at face value. I'm pretty sure I can't be the only person to think this way - I lower my expectations about everything so much that I will refuse to believe that something amazing has happened to me until I have solid, tangible proof of it. Of … Continue reading Phases of acceptance
I've been posting a lot of personal posts lately, I know. Nothing too hard hitting, nothing too jarring, but I guess that's the nature of the phase of life I'm in. I'm restless, I can see the end just around the corner, and I want time to pass even faster than it is already. Of … Continue reading 1/9
Fun fact about myself - I only just recently acquired the skill of self-confidence. It's a feeling of freedom juxtaposed with a little bit of guilt, because you feel like you're overstepping the boundary between healthy self-affirmation and sheer, unadulterated vanity, and lemme tell you: in the grand racecourse of my self-esteem that is an unfairly … Continue reading Short note: I’m getting there
I was bound to get one or more rejection letters. I think what sucks most is that the first proper response I got was a rejection letter because, for a mind as superstitious as mine, that means subsequent bad news-But just now, out of absolutely nowhere, a fun. song began playing on my computer. Trust … Continue reading Starting this off with a deep breath
I truly am. It hits me, every so often, that there isn't much I'd rather be doing instead of what's happening right now. I don't have many regrets. I don't spend ages locking myself in my bedroom and sobbing about what a mess my life's become. I don't have a lot of things I want … Continue reading I’m in a good place in my life