Blackout
My life is a mess and I have nothing to be grateful about!
My life is a mess and I have nothing to be grateful about! I witness myself say this phrase from time to time, where life plonks us into the desperation of ebb and flow of uncertainty and things not going in our favour. It is easy to say we are grateful and in complete balance when things are going well and life feels like the warm embrace of the sun shining on a Sunday morning. But the real test lies in remaining grateful and centred when life feels like spinning out of control. While it is easier said than done, here are some reminders that might help you get through the days that feel like a burden
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Babydoll Head In My Closet
This frightening experience occurred when I was about eight years old. I used to sleep on the couch downstairs, next to my dad's bed, because I was afraid of the dark. My mom typically wouldn't get home until around 11pm, so I always slept near my dad for comfort.
By spooky session2 years ago in Poets
What if I had gone towards one of those voices?
When I was younger and living in old apartments in Malaysia, I would sometimes hear disembodied voices calling out to me when home alone. My sister was at school most of the day, and my mom worked afternoon shifts that started at 1pm, so I was by myself from when I got home from school around noon until my sister returned around 4pm.
By spooky session2 years ago in Poets
