Category Archives: Self-Love & Healing

What I Hope You Experience In Your 20s.

Whether this is a letter to myself or to all the friends I’ve seen grow up around me, I wanted to send my wishes, as we take on different paths and go different ways, of the things I hope you’d at least have the chance to experience in your 20s. 20s because this is the…

For When the Pain of the World is Weighing on Your Heart.

For the days that you find the pain of the world touching your soul, when your freshly bandaged heart, constantly finds the finger prints of wounds inflicted on it… For all the moments you’ve just gained a breath of fresh air, to know you have to hold it long enough to go back under for…

Letting Go, Trusting, & Being Happy.

Happy first month to me officially moving to South Korea. “Nothing lasts forever.” Not the good, nor the bad, and I absolutely know that. And so the most beautiful thing, is being awake and alive enough to know that although I don’t know how long it’ll last, I know very well, with all my being,…

To My Toxic (Healing) Best Friend.

It took a long time for me to find the words I needed. And even then, I probably still don’t have all the right things to say. “Toxic” a word I didn’t want to use. Because that implies that there is something wrong with you, that you only bring harm. And that is not the…

679 days of waiting to love you.

Hello Darling, Even being able to say that warms my heart. You are my darling. And I am so happy that you are here. I have waited 679 days to love you. 679 days precisely, of imagining everything you would be like to keep me afloat on tough days. Of imagining the way you’d have…

A Thank You to the One Who Broke Me.

I don’t like to say broke, because now that life makes sense, maybe you didn’t break me, perhaps you built me. To be who I am today. Never in my life could I imagine a love after you. Never. But now there are times where I stop breathing, not because I’m crying in pain like I used to, but…

To the Open Heart, Grieving the Love of Your Life.

An open heart, and not a broken one, because my love, even in the midst of the cracking you may feel, your heart is more open than ever; feeling more intensity than it ever has. Whether your angel has left to heaven, or your angel has died with the rose-colored figment of your imagination, your heart will be…