Every once in a while, I connect with a pure soul. Lumpy bits but pure in every single capacity. The pureness is with the looks, the grabs, the intended and the unintended moments.
Dear Jess, During a year of absolute chaos, when you felt completely broken and unlovable, you remembered to breathe. When your abusers conspired to break you, you remembered they are human. When you decided to upgrade your annoyingly-optimistic-everything-is-PHENOMENAL Jess to an authentic imperfectly messy-emotional-yet-RESILIENT Jess, you remembered to be brave. When you made questionable lifeContinue reading “Letter of Gratitude: 2017”
Day 17. Freewriting. Thinking about strength. How I define strength vs. how society defines strength. There are always 2 sides to the coin but 3 sides to the truth… Living in Asia offered countless opportunities. Some opportunities were to be a muse and others to be a vice. Befriending Prostitutes. I had just picked upContinue reading “Day 17: Are you a Muse or a Vice”