I started writing again, many times this year. Trying to restart my brain with a private diary, leaving thought post-its for myself, typing up a paragraph in my head while in the shower, reading more, even speaking about it with my therapi[...]
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Writing was my therapy, always. When I couldn’t deal, I wrote. I wrote publicly, I wrote in my diary, I even wrote letters to people, if words couldn’t be said. My way of getting attention was typing. I didn’t want writing becoming m[...]
It's been a while since I've popped here. Few years has passed, since I've been properly blogging. Or even thinking about it, like I used to back in the days. To tell you the truth, I thought about quitting all together. What was even t[...]
If I have to describe 2019 with just one expression, it would be “smiling”. The grin of freshly in love, some might say. I started the year drunk on Rome and it only went up from there. The path of my new love led me to London and help[...]