Inside the mind of an immigrant
"You wouldn't feel anything. Isn't feeling nothing better than feeling pain and anguish." "You don’t have to put up with any of this.” “Why don’t you just let it end?” These thoughts are silent, but sometimes they whisper, and that whisper gets so loud that an echo forms in my brain and I repeat those … Continue reading The monsters in my head
You said climbing that mountain would be easy but then why do I feel like I am tripping if I am supposed to reach those heights then why am I afraid of slipping. My ropes are breaking and I’m afraid I’ll crash on the ground I am afraid of those peaks now won’t you help … Continue reading Learning to fly
Anxiety is a joke. If there is one thing, I hate talking about the most in this world that’s anxiety. Talking about anxiety gives me anxiety. Sometimes it bubbles inside and morphs into depression. Both are equally terrifying. I’d rather stare at a wall for hours then tell someone what’s going on in my head. … Continue reading Anxiety is a joke
It was when I could not take it anymore I yanked my heart out of my chest and placed it in my palm. Why are you like this? I asked, trying to stay calm. You’ve put me through so much chaos my heart silently wailed and you ask me what is wrong you’re the one … Continue reading I quit
More than dying I was afraid of living Afraid of being something afraid of not being something afraid of loving afraid of being loved afraid of hurting afraid of breaking afraid of accepting afraid of rejecting afraid of falling afraid of flying afraid of being afraid of not being afraid of forgetting afraid of remembering … Continue reading Trapped in Between