All my life I believed that I didn't deserve nutri-grain, that I couldn't obtain nutri-grain; a childhood spent deprived of such luxuries. I never thought I'd be captain, I never thought I'd rise above. A life spent missing the mark, falling short, the usual story of trauma and unrealised potential. Experiences that shaped me, that … Continue reading Weetbix and sugar,
Have you ever felt unworthy, like your value is zero? Have you ever been left feeling inadequate upon observing someone who is absolutely killing it? It's as if a light has been shone directly on your insufficiencies. Me too. And it seems that no matter how hard I run from laziness, the omnipresent dark shadow … Continue reading Unworthy.
The hole within, the chasm... you know the one? The one that whispers in your ear on a cold winter night "you're not whole, there is something amiss". There is something amiss, something that's slightly ajar; you've bumped the furniture and now a hole has appeared beneath it; the floor boards are full of holes, … Continue reading event horizon.
Do you know of the inescapable salmon? You know the one that gets laid horizontally across your face? The metaphorical Salmon; a rude awakening. Hurts every time.
Life is like sand through the fingers; the more you try and hold on, the more it slips away from you. Curious how we Humans seem to take forever to learn a lesson, and only after enduring the pain of being do we begin to learn. It seems as if it's impossible to hold onto … Continue reading Sand.
Once I was obsessed with movement, in the truest sense; my mind danced the cha-cha with dreams of success. Tense, pent up energy, manifesting as movement, moving around, searching for something outside of myself to soothe the existential dread. I believed that I was not enough, and to become enough I must become successful, for then, I … Continue reading The life simplified.