Us, Them

We dive into emotions, they jump into swimming pools. We’re trying to change our patterns, they talk about sports and business rules. We’re uncovering our trauma, They throw the sheets off one-night stands. We’re building a community, while they keep moving between lands. We’re seeking a connection, that goes deeper than some physical touch. They’re…

“Just” PMSing

When you lie in bed tossing and turning, thoughts like a whirlwind, your peace they are burning. When you feel so ashamed, of that thing you have done. When all of the kindness for yourself seems to be gone. Pick up your phone, open that app, and check if it’s your hormones setting up a…

Moving the Spotlight

“Why do you need to keep getting hurt?”, she asked. “Because it’s what I know”, I thought. The thrill of something not being quite right. Being used to having to fight. With myself, mostly. My logical mind trying to change what’s carved into my soul. Unable to smoothen the edges, To fill up the lack…

States of Being

As hard as it is to implement, I like how Portuguese makes the difference between ser (“to be”) and estar (“to find oneself in a state of”). It allows us to differentiate between how we define ourselves (“I am a joyful person.”) and that which we believe to be only temporary (“I am experiencing sadness.”)….

Most Lights Cast a Shadow

Most lights cast a shadow. In winter, these shadows are cold and we rush to get out of them. In summer, they offer a welcome break from the sun’s intensity. Most lights cast a shadow. We only see them in contrast to things that don’t shine. We only notice them as they brighten a darkness….

When It’s Late at Night

When it’s late at night, and you’re wide awake, and you’re writing just for writing’s sake. Stop those thoughts running through your head. Tap into that sense of peace instead. It lies somewhere within you, you know. Maybe in the tips of your toes or the bottom of your back. Maybe in the soles of…

Letting go of What Never Was

A connection that never turned into a friendship. A crush that never turned into a date. Love that was never answered. There is something extra painful about losing something that never was when you did your best to turn it into being. More than grieving a relationship that has ended (any kind of relationship), grieving…