I constantly ponder over this idea of becoming ‘content’ with life itself, when I know and understand that we will never truly find out the answer to that. but for some reason, that is the only way I can find myself motivated to continue this exhaustion I go through every day. when people say ‘enjoy… Continue reading August Thoughts
Every morning I would wake up with the hopes that the inflammation has gone down. As much as I wanted to avoid the mirror, I couldn’t stop staring at myself. My cheeks no longer looked normal. I looked like a monster with how inflamed, red, and bumpy my skin was. I dreaded going to school.… Continue reading My Painful Journey
Hi Bloomers, I have been attempting to write something everyday. Writing my feelings, poems, working on my memoir.. at least a few sentences everyday. If you don’t stay consistent, you’ll start to feel like your hobby is a chore. I learned that the hard way, so i’m giving myself creative freedom. Here is a poem… Continue reading White Sweater
Eight in the morning. The sun is shining faintly through the blinds and bringing light throughout the room. I am lying here in bed full of morning thoughts. My dog stretches and slowly walks towards me to receive love and affection. I kiss him good morning and go back to mentally reflecting. I begin by… Continue reading The morning cycle
She Blooms In June - by Lilia 