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Overthinking life…

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?

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Goodreads TBR list = 0

If you look at the title it seems like I just finished my entire TBR list of more than 400 books on Goodreads. πŸ˜œπŸ“šπŸ₯° In reality I haven’t even reached half of the list and I would have probably never would because I was constantly adding to it. This ongoing growing list made me feel like I’m not reading fast enough.

It was like I was not a real bookworm. πŸ€·β€β™€οΈπŸ˜“πŸ™„

All this situation made me feel anxious for some reason. Therefore I made the best decision that I could have make: I deleted every single book on my TBR list and with that the reading pressure dropped as well.

As a child I was a light reader. I enjoyed reading but I was not constantly with a book in my hands. My dad was that person. He had a huge library with most probably more than 400 books and he read them and re-read them several times. It made me dream that one day that library might be mine.

I became an adult and my desire for reading dropped considerably. For many years I haven’t even touched a book. All my father’s books were left in Romania, in boxes, when we all left the country. One day, one of my friends lent me a book. And when I sat to read it, it felt like coming home. My desire and my dream came back. And so I started to build my own library. I am far away from 400 physical books but it’s slowly getting there. πŸ“šβ€πŸ“–

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#bookreview … One? by Jennifer L. Cahill

One?
Plot: One? is the first book in a contemporary fiction trilogy, looking at finding ‘the one’ in the modern world and how relationship models are shifting in the most innovative period in living history. The story starts in 2005, and spans ten years following the characters from the challenges of their twenties into their thirties. ( read more here )

One? by Jennifer L. Cahill
My Review:

My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I received this book from the author for an honest review. And here it goes. 😊

It was a bit hard in the beginning to get used to the style of writing. I believe that I never read a book in which the author was going deep into the characters mind. Even though in the beginning it was strange to read their thoughts, once I got used to it it was actually pretty interesting and I appreciated the fact that I can know what was going on through their mind.

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Stay positive…

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?! πŸ€·β€β™€οΈπŸ˜

CB. πŸ§šβ€β™€οΈ

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Feelings of an immigrant…… πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ

Hello readers,

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. πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ

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.

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