When you publish here, why do you do it?
Are you trying to build your writing skills or you’re letting out your heart?
Like Sia, I do it for me – I write for love x heartaches, I write my worries and insecurities. I write my wins. Sometimes my sentence would lack structure because just like Sia, I’m like a bird set free.
Q2:
I hated April, I was unsure about May and you see June, damn… that month sends me on a flight of anxieties.
I think I’d rectify it this way, get married on a sweet Thursday in June or plan to have my first daughter on a Tuesday morning in June.
Then we’ll name her JUNE.
So for me, Q2 was blank.
If I’d do a proper evaluation, I’m sure there were happy times like the few moments I saw the glow on my mother’s face at the sight of me, the silky maroon dress my rich friend got me and how it looked so sleek on my body, and maybe the ‘proud’ moment my boss declared I was stuck with her for longer.
But, going home is expensive, my silky dress never witnessed a cozy dinner date, and my boss stresses me a whole lot.
Q2: insecurities
Lol, I’d never felt so inadequate…
I thought I was undeserving of so many things.
I hated myself for days that ran into weeks, hated my body and scrunched at how rough my face was but I looked more into the mirror, took more pictures, tried to lose some uptightness, and spoke to more strangers. Yeah, Q2, I was more welcoming of strangers.
Q2: broke
I was a broke girl.
Got so bad one day, I scrolled through my contact list to see who I could suck up to for money but I was too much of a shy idiot to do such.
On some occasions where I was down bad, my boss shockingly came through with random cash gifts.
This very day, I had no clue how I’d commute to work the following week.
Yeah, I was broke. High class.
Q2: community
I fell in love with people, I opened up myself better.
I enjoyed the plenty love showered on me by this clique.
I’m not crazy about being a part of them, I do not even think I fit in. But I embraced the warmth they offered me and I loved how they made me feel.
Q2, I spent few nights away from home and it felt good.
Maybe Q2 wasn’t all that bad.
I mean, I had no specific goals in mind and I just went with the flow all through.
For Q3, I’m gunning for: peace and ease.
If it’s not paying my bills, it shouldn’t stress me.
Q3, cheers to 25, with no anxieties!🥂
