I pour my heart out in writing. I learn what I think as I write. I don't think I know any other way. I am tipsy, with my feelings barely at bay because of the alcohol. I am flawed. I am human. I love and I hurt, I write and I process. I hurt. I… Continue reading feeling whole and hollow
Author: Eliza
Doggedly, stubbornly hopeful
Last night I was reading The Only Story - Julian Barnes, which is a very good book, a lot of food for thought, but it is also a very sad book (in my entirely biased opinion). I haven't finished it yet, I still have a few pages left and I am hoping for a silver… Continue reading Doggedly, stubbornly hopeful
You always have a choice
This is what I am learning yet again from Stoner by John Williams. We always have a choice but that doesn’t guarantee happiness or even contentment. Sometimes all the choices you have are ones that mean hardship, pain and struggle. I am reading Stoner by John Williams. It has been some time since I found myself really wanting to… Continue reading You always have a choice
Owning my emotions
I have always been an emotional person, but after going through clinical depression, medication and therapy, it seems that the gates are open and I produce small floods going right through the gates. I used to feel very bad whenever I would get emotional, because I tear up or I full-on cry, and people get… Continue reading Owning my emotions
When I was younger I prayed, now, I just… write
There was a time when I prayed to God every day. I had no one to turn to, no one who could understand. I had an infinite love for Him and an unshakeable trust in his power and good-will. Even when he put the one who would become my best friend in my path, I… Continue reading When I was younger I prayed, now, I just… write
Some people are irreplaceable
Some people are irreplaceable. And that's ok. It's nature's way of making us a bit more careful in appreciating what we have, when we hold it in our lives. When I first started writing the first sentence, I was engulfed in a sense of loss too painful to find words to describe it. There are… Continue reading Some people are irreplaceable
I write my path and I’m always discovering the way it leads
When I sit down to write, I have an idea to start with, and end up with something different from what I had in mind. Or while I sit down to write the message lying in my heart, there's a new one rising. This is a beautiful way of uncovering my soul. I get to… Continue reading I write my path and I’m always discovering the way it leads
This is for you my friend
I am here to ask you to sit down and imagine, or maybe remember. There's a little girl inside of you who had this dream about how her life was going to be. There was a plan about how it was going to go, a five year plan for every section of your life. The… Continue reading This is for you my friend
Learning forever
Why do we all pretend to be adults, to act adult-like when we are really just children? Children who have jobs and mend for themselves, who do laundry and clean the house, but children nonetheless. When we are just born, we learn so many things so fast, and then our thoughts and brilliant minds are… Continue reading Learning forever
It’s that time of the year
When people make new year resolutions. I am of course, working on mine. The plan is to have a long list of resolutions that I keep cutting down on, so that the ones I really truly desire stand out. The point of this text here, is more of a reminder to myself. I want to… Continue reading It’s that time of the year
