March 25, 2018

An Open Letter To My Future Daughter (should you ever be born):

Dear baby:

I don't know how to tell you this, but I want you to know first hand that the world you're born into is not a kind one.

There are a lot of things in the world that doesn’t make sense. There are people filled with so much hate in their hearts that you wonder why, ( Read more... )

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again ( Read more... )

I'm starting to understand the way some people are.
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Dear white people:

I know it makes you uncomfortable, but we POCs seek your understanding more than ever; after all, we’ve been persecuted all our lives for… looking differently than you. You never had to deal with that, ever, in history.

We constantly have to be on guard when we go to other countries, simply because of who we are. That’s… no way to ( Read more... )

Today:

Returning to music is like returning to a long-lost lover.

For months, I’ve been subconsciously avoiding touching my keyboard, and it’s only recently that I’ve realised why: I’ve been avoiding the painful memories playing music brings.  Something that has once brought me so much joy and inspiration-something that has led me into falling in ( Read more... )

It’s Monday and it’s back to reality.

I’m about to face a truly daunting load of work and responsibilities that have piled up, not only from my latest absence, but from the accumulation of it.  It’s been my 10th time on a plane this year, and I’ve been on trips each month since my birthday in March.  My life (and heart) has been forever changed by a ( Read more... )

There has always been an ongoing conflict in the choice of whether to be truthful, or to be kind.  And yet as I’ve thought about it further, I’ve realised… there is no situation at all in which it is unkind to be truthful.  Because every situation that involves any sort of secrets or lies, no matter how great or small, will always, always hurt, ( Read more... )

I know you and I were never really together.
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Today:

Making the conscious decision to not let people take me for granted anymore.  To remember that I don’t have to fight for a place in someone’s life because I’d already have a place if they truly want to keep me.  To remember that I am worth being valued, and that the people who deserve to be in my life are those with whom I don’t ever have to ( Read more... )