Hello there! 😌
It happens often lately that I’m contemplating life and what happens around me. I suppose it is normal to do so but I think that I probably do it to the extreme. 🤷♀️🌞
So contemplating about life brings me to a simple conclusion: being alone is one of the best things that happened to me. I used to be afraid of loneliness, thinking that I needed people around me to feel loved and accepted and appreciated. But not anymore.
I don’t mind being around people. Genuine people. But I mind so much being around fakeness. People that spend their time with me because they have nothing else better to do..and that they forget everything else as soon as their life is ‘too busy’.
Personally, if I don’t get in touch with someone is because I don’t want any interaction at that moment. I don’t believe in the ‘we are too busy’ to communicate with each other.
So yeah….it just gets to me how some people use my presence to just fill their emptiness of the moment…🤷♀️
Thanks for reading!
I don’t know what is making me sad but this feeling is breaking my heart. Constantly fighting these feelings…it’s hard to stay on the right track.
Why do I feel so insecure? I should not care. So why do I? The thought of judgement is too much to bear.
What is this world that we live in anyway? And why do we even live? So strange. The fact that we get born yet for no specific reason we just have to die at one point. What is the point anyway?
I feel out of breath…this is too overwhelming…I have to be happy for the life I have. Sure! But why do I have this life and others don’t? What’s the point of it all anyway?
Continue reading “Overthinking life…”
It’s hard to stay positive when such bad things happen in the world.
I want to think that all is happening for a reason but some things just don’t have a justification…
What reason can rape have?
What reason can mistreating others because of their skin color have?
What reason can killing because other has different beliefs have?
….is everything really happening for a reason or is this just a good excuse so we can move forward with our eyes closed?! 🤷♀️😐
While struggling with my reading, for no particular reason, I thought that writing about different topics might keep me connected with you all. There are so many interesting subjects that I want to write about and I hold myself because I’m afraid that I might offend someone with my words.
Today’s topic is pretty simple yet pretty intense: feelings of an immigrant. 🤷♀️
I moved to Canada some years ago at 19 years old. At that time my parents gave me the choice to stay in Romania but with the possibility that I might not see them for a long time and if I ever want to join them the immigration process might be long and complicated and not necessarily positive. Because I am very close to my mother and I couldn’t imagine myself living far away from my family, I decided to follow them and move an ocean away.
Continue reading “Feelings of an immigrant…… 🤷♀️”
Why am I the first one to stand up for others but I can barely defend myself?!
Does it happen to you that as soon as you see someone getting hurt you are there next to them trying to lift them up? Do you do the same thing for you? You deserve some kindness too!!
Now let my brain get the last part of the above…🤔🤷♀️
PS: I want to be a cat! 🐈💕
*Bitmoji pictures ❤*
Helle there! 🖐
It’s been quite some time that I didn’t write something that is not book related. So today it’s going to be about how I’m failing at being a mother.
About 9 years ago, when I had my babies, twin boys, nobody told me how hard is going to be. As a matter of fact, about two months after giving birth I kinda realized that I’m on my own and that is when I also realized that depression hit me hard. I wanted so bad to be a good, caring mother but my mind and body were not really listening to me. 9 years later, after reading a bit about parenting, I realized that the first years of life are the most important in the emotional development of a child. Well guess what?! The first years of my boys life I was a disaster, which probably means that I screwed up their emotions.
Continue reading “Parents.. between work and perfect kids…what society wants from us”
*Scarlet – The Lunar Chronicles, Marissa Meyer*
Safety is a something that we should all feel at all times. And when we feel that we are falling, someone’s hand should grab ours and lift us right up.
What happens when no one seems to notice?! Maybe you didn’t scream for help…and if you did and nobody seemed to care, then maybe you did not choose the right people to be around you…harsh words indeed…but the truth always hurts…
Of course this is more or less true depending on where you live in the world…or your age…or…or…🤷♀️🤔