There is no magical land I used to romanticize this place in my head, for years. Ever since I was 12 years old I was dying to move to this amazing pastel-colored city that never sleeps. But although the skylines are brighter, the people are more authentic, the food tastes nicer and the culture is … Continue reading Things I’ve Learned While Living Abroad
living with a rapid cycling bipolar disorder is… … waking up in the morning and feeling on top of the world, then a minuscule event happens, like a bad feedback on your work or a message you sent that is being ignored, and your world falls apart – all the happy feelings disappear and a … Continue reading What living with a (rapid cycling) bipolar disorder feels like…
I lost the keys to my heart So I’ve been sleeping with doors wide open Wind’s blowing through the window I’m hoping You come in with the rain Cause I’ve been wasting my nights sleeping alone Or sharing my bed with this guy I don’t know And his cigarette smoke takes the pain for a … Continue reading Cigarette Smoke
life’s getting better. the sun started to shine again. the mornings are lighter & the nights a little less heavy. the nightmares are gone. my mind is clearer now. my hands stopped shaking & my stomach doesn’t hurt anymore. my eyes aren’t burning anymore. my breath reminds me of being alive. i feel grateful. for … Continue reading life’s getting better.
Sometimes I forget to be proud of myself. I’ve been so hard on myself ever since the day I was born. Always striving for perfection, feeling guilty when resting & feeling like I’ve never done enough, like I never tried hard enough. But God, how hard I tried, how hard I try, every day again. … Continue reading Proud
The city is lonely when you wake up on an empty day The city is lonely when you don’t get heartbroken once, but twice The city is lonely when you lose friends you just made The city is lonely when the weather is grey and there’s depression in the sky The city is lonely when … Continue reading The City Is Lonely