Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
I met somebody recently. Someone who has known me for nearly a decade, only I can’t remember them at all. All the references check out, the dates line up, the stories match. And yet, there’s a gaping hole in my memory where this person should be. All I can find…
The thrill of it. The validation. Why do people cheat?
“She tried to be the kind of person that interesting things happened to.”
You’re uncomfortable in silences. In sighs. In whispers. In conversations. How do you feel about holding hands?
Getting older has me reevaluating what it means to care and thus, how closure looks It doesn’t have to be clean.
Friendship is a DIY kind of relationship that you can tailor to your needs, your personality and the other’s.
I grew up feeling like my life would follow the same path as other people – work and you shall achieve, be and you shall receive. It baffled me when I was attacked or called entitled for this, when the boys I knew, weren’t. I wrote about this often. I…
I’m forty this year. I asked myself if my life was a work of art?
Writing was my catharsis, till it became my crutch. A paper plane showed me the way out.
Games are just stories we feel we can script. Simulations of a life we can win. Algorithms we run, hoping for a different outcome.