Island
I am struggling to reconcile my identity as an island girl with my citizenship in a fast-paced, cut-throat metropolis.
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
I am struggling to reconcile my identity as an island girl with my citizenship in a fast-paced, cut-throat metropolis.
Why did validation turn into a bad word? Human beings have always been social by nature. This includes needing to feel seen, heard, acknowledged, cared about. Neediness is the excessive form of this, which yes, is toxic. But it’s not the needing that’s a problem, it’s the imbalance. We are…
Pain can be addictive. Science will tell you that your brain releases a tiny amount of dopamine each time you feel pain (perhaps to help you weather it).
Do you remember when beauty was joy? Shiny objects, pretty colours, soft textures, nice smells. Everything was beautiful. I remember being so thrilled at the very sight of a brand-new pack of sketch pens. The symmetry of each pen, identical but in different colours. The uniform ridges on the white…
I don’t want to be good at letting people hurt me. I’m pondering the word ‘boundaries’.
I choose to believe in flight, to want it and to reach for it. I choose to fly. I choose to fly solo.
Real talk is dirty. It’s not that I have forgotten stage fright.
I did this on Instagram. I was touched by the sensitivity of the questions asked. It helped me shift the heaviness of my heart.
It is the face of a woman that the world likes to call a Strong Woman. It is a tired look. A jaded look. A bored look. A dismissive look.
The Novelty Girl. The Character In Someone Else’s Coming of Age Story. The Manic Pixie Dream Girl. The Guilty Pleasure. The Bucket-list Woman. Names I’ve been called.