Healing

When I was younger there were plenty of people who didn’t treat me very well. People who abused me (both physically and emotionally), people who threatened my life and aimed to belittle me to make me feel weak and inferior. I was too young to know how to separate myself from these people, and so as a result I become very insecure within myself and closed myself off to basically everyone I met in the following years.  Continue reading “Healing”

Fervent

I wish I could tell you exactly how I felt, without worrying that you might run away, get freaked out or distance yourself from me. These are the fears that, on a daily basis, tell me to keep my feelings to myself and that sometimes it’s better to be safe than sorry. Continue reading “Fervent”

Part 3

So even after I started living with Mum, some time after we came up with the idea to have dinner at Dad’s every fortnight or so (this was when he was still living in Auckland), and that way my sister and I still got to see him but we wouldn’t have to worry about actually living there or staying over. It worked out well at first, and every week or so we would be invited over for dinner. Again, the only thing I liked about going there for dinner was the fact that I got to see Dad, and that was enough for me to make the effort to go round, even if it meant I’d have to see Tori. Continue reading “Part 3”

Part 2

The councillor suggested that I spent some time with Dad, simply because the relationship I had with him was suffering due to everything happening with Tori. She suggested that Dad and I make dinner together one night, just him and I, in his house. Of course this meant that Tori would have to leave the house for a few hours to give us time on our own, and she was not happy about this; she refused, not seeing why she should have to leave what was her house as well, even if only for a few hours. Hence, this didn’t end up happening and I thought it would be best if I lived with Mum from then on, as it was just going to be too hard to keep living at Dad’s with all of that going on. Basically the only times I was able to see Dad was if it was away from his house, so that Tori didn’t feel personally put out by the arrangements.

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Part 1

When your parents divorce while you’re fairly young it can be difficult to accept what’s going on, what’s changing and how it’s all going to affect you. They may sit you down and tell you that it’s not your fault and you mustn’t think you did anything wrong, and while this may be true, no one actually tells you what you should expect from that point onwards or how it’s going to make you feel. Ever since I was 6 years old I feel as though my family has changed in many ways, and the dynamic is so different from where it started that I wouldn’t even recognise us as the same family if I didn’t know any better.

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Work Disappointments

I have not written much on my blog lately, mainly because I’ve been quite stressed with work over the last few months. As a passionate writer, I’m extremely disappointed that things at work are not how they used to be, meaning I’m not able to write or publish my own content anymore. This was a key aspect of my work that I loved and felt so lucky to have found a job which allowed me to do this, but since this has not been part of my work anymore I’ve really felt quite uninspired, unmotivated and not all that creative lately. Had it been up to me, I would have continued writing and producing my own content every single day, but unfortunately I don’t have this kind of control or authority over what I do and don’t do for work.

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Turbulence


I look up at the sky to see a crack running through a tall, sloped building directly in front of me. It’s only a matter of time before it reaches the top and it’s split in two, the first side already coming away from the rest. I turn my back on it and start sprinting as fast as I can away from the collapsing building, not knowing how far it will reach once it crashes below. I’m caught up in the crowd of people running for their lives, and just as I look over my shoulder I see a second building, much smaller this time, also in the midst of collapsing. A deafening sound follows as the first collides with the pavement around the city centre, pieces scattering all around threatening to wipe out those still fleeing for safety.

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Perplexity

All I wanted was to be given a chance. We all deserve that even if nothing else, right? A chance for each of us to make someone we truly care about happy. A chance to prove them wrong and show them how different it could be to what they had imagined. A chance to not only show them what happiness can look like, but also to ourselves.

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Captivate


Pull me close

Until my heart starts to pound

Hold me tight

Until together we are bound

 

You pull me in

Like the tide to the ocean

It must be a sin

How I adore this notion

 

I’m falling for you

Faster than I ever thought

I’m falling into your arms

I need to be caught

 

I need your feelings to mirror mine

For our romantic wishes to align

For there to be an obvious sign

That I’m the only one you pine


 

 

Deception

How ironic it is to have finally met someone of which you feel you can trust (hence leaving your guard down) only to end up getting hurt once again. The thing is, you might start off with your guard up but it slowly starts to come down when you feel safe around a particular person and who gives you no cause for concern or reason to worry. So, naturally, you let that person in because it feels like the right thing to do; you don’t see how it could ever end badly with them.

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