life
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I don’t know why I feel the need to tell you this, but I hope when love finds you, it doesn’t make you question your worth. I hope it doesn’t make you feel like you have to become smaller, quieter, easier, or more understanding just to keep someone by your side. I hope you never… Read more
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I finished Tuesdays with Morrie on a Tuesday. That feels meaningful to me. I did not expect the book to affect me this much. I usually avoid stories about sickness because my childhood was filled with hospital visits. I accompanied my grandmother almost every day. Waiting rooms, hospital beds, quiet corridors. Illness feels familiar to me, but… Read more
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These past days have affected me more than I expected. I have always felt indifferent toward marriage. I do not disrespect it, but I have never fully believed in it. My parents separated even though they were married. I have also seen many people fall apart in relationships. Because of that, I learned to keep… Read more
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“There is a reason God limits our day.” Reading Mitch Albom’s “The Time Keeper” felt like being wrapped in a warm, comforting hug. I’ve always believed that time is the best expression of love, but this book made me reflect on how differently people perceive time. It opened so many doors of understanding for me,… Read more
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A question came up tonight that carried more weight than it pretended to. It was phrased lightly, almost like a thought experiment. What do you do when the choice is between taking a chance or ruining the friendship. That phrase stayed with me. Ruin the friendship. It sounded less like a possibility and more like… Read more
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Pulled Others Were Emeralds from the shelf to reread before lending it. Reading it again was quiet and comforting. I kept noticing the small gestures and the spaces between words. It reminded me that noticing is important, but it’s not always enough. Communicating, asking questions, confronting things honestly really matters. That feels like the biggest lesson for… Read more
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We went to a local coffee shop called Good Habits Coffee in Paseo Arcenas. Of course, matcha. It was after walking around the area for a bit. I love it there coz it’s cold. The kind that makes you want to jog even if you did not plan to. It was also the first time someone checked… Read more
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I used to live by ‘come what may, if it’s for me, it’s for me.’ I let life unfold around me and accepted whatever arrived. But lately, I’ve discovered the thrill of actually wanting something… and doing something about it. I’m moving muscles I didn’t know I had: speaking my desires, imagining them clearly, throwing them into… Read more
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Tonight, a realization dawned on me as I spent time with a friend. She spoke about suicide, not casually or carelessly, but with seriousness and compassion. She talked about the kind of friends she wants to have and choose to stay with, the ones who care deeply, who take mental health seriously, and who show… Read more
