Dear Diary, Today's been okay for the most part. I made it through my classes. Nothing that interesting happened at school. Nothing that interesting happened, period. I just feel so frustrated. Or down. Or I don't know what to call it. It's like this pressure. It's not quite anxiety but it almost is. And no … Continue reading Dear Diary
"You're going to hell," my brother said. "I'll see you there," I thought in my head. "No I'm not," I said instead. We were standing in a grocery store parking lot. Now a pagan and an agnostic, the premise doesn't matter, yet I haven't forgotten.
good music, good food, good TV, good books the news that my best friends are doing okay the news that class was cancelled today beaches - I feel the calmest at the sea success - when I know that I didn’t let myself down for a change family - the way my cousin scrunches her … Continue reading Good Vibes
Graduation is behind me. Summer's come and gone. I'm on to bigger, better things. Welcome to travel blogging 2.0. Back to consistency when nothing in life is consistent, ironic isn't it? I live in Korea now, except not really. I am living in a foreigner-friendly bubble on a mountain in Korea. My life follows a … Continue reading The One Where I’m Living in Limbo
Dear Me, How are you? I know I know the answer to that. You've been better. Your best friend just came into your room and asked what you were doing today and then said "I'm sorry you're sad." You knew, deep down somewhere, didn't you? You knew you were sad, but you didn't think you … Continue reading The One Where I’m (still) Sad
That's an ironic title given the last post was about positivity. I am struggling to stay positive. I need to follow some of my own advice. I just feel a lot of pressure right now about school. I've never tried this hard in school before. Ever. And that's honestly really scary for me. You see, I think … Continue reading The One Where I’m Starting to Crack
Anxiety is new for me. I've only had it for about a year now, and it's like not being able to do things you used to as easily. I don't get panic attacks, I just...get tired and anxious and uncomfortable and need to be alone in a secure place. This trip should have been easy … Continue reading The One Where I’m Anxious