No one tells you, That when you're 11. That w are people, That these people will break you. No one tells you, That when you're this young. The hand touching you, Doesn't belong on you. No one tells you, That you should scream. That you should cry, Make him bleed for the… Continue reading Things The World Should Have Told Me
When I first saw the news that Chester Bennington passed away, I felt like someone had punched me in the gut. I immediately cracked open Google to make sure his Wikipedia page wasn't updated with the hope that this was another elaborate hoax. But it wasn't. Three days have passed and in these past few… Continue reading Remembering Chester Bennington
I'm scared of being a parent. In fact, I'm terrified of being a parent. Coming from a society that tells you to bite your teeth and endure even when the world is burning around you - you'd be scared to procreate and make someone like you. Growing up, I had an alright childhood - we… Continue reading Outweigh (When The Odds Aren’t In Your Favour)
Every time I open my Facebook page, I run into articles telling me that as a millennial, I can have it all. I can quit my job, start living all the dreams I cast aside because I couldn't afford and lay the groundwork to "completing myself". Of course, I don't believe every ThoughtCatalog article I… Continue reading How do you know what your heart wants?
Qandeel Baloch died nearly a week ago, and in that week I was forced to ask myself a lot of uncomfortable questions. You see when a woman like Qandeel dies; the way you react to her murder is the probably the most telling thing about you. Last week when social media and news outlets broke that this… Continue reading Being “Visible” – a celebration of all the badass woman like Qandeel Baloch
I had the strangest day this Thursday while at work. A friend of mine had shared an upsetting story of a friend of hers whom had tragically passed away because of working too hard on a project. Her friend was young, successful, married to her college boyfriend, and had a newborn child and a pet.… Continue reading Is It Too Much To Have It All?
When I think about my childhood and all the times I imagined a time skip happening to me growing up and becoming a "pretty, mature, and well-settled" version of myself. I have to restrain the urge to wish that a Tardis existed, and that I would probably deck mini-Sharu in the face for having daydreams.… Continue reading The One Where I Tell Myself, You’re Good
You let them in thinking, “It’s okay this time, they will stay.” They end up leaving. But only after taking and taking. Till what's left of you, Is an empty husk of the person you once were. So you keep trying, Till your heart becomes as dead the night. As cold as the winters you hate,… Continue reading What They Don’t Tell You About People