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Breaking The Cycle of Generational Habits
“One believes things because one has been conditioned to believe them.” – Adlous Huxley, Brave New World [Goodreads] Am I my parents’ daughter? What does that even mean? Rewriting the Narrative Being my parents' daughter meant Following in my father's footsteps,While being the threads That held my family together. It meant believing in my parents’ beliefs, And acting in a way that they saw fit.Conformity to a traditional mindset, Even if it made me bitter and unhappy. But, it does not mean that anymore. Not to me, anyway. I am my father’s way of thinking, my mother’s way of loving. Standing alone, one without the other,Afraid of the thoughts of…
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The Struggle Between Holding On and Letting Go
Life balances precariously between holding on and letting go, weighed down by fear and the unknown. It begs the question of what we truly fear losing or if it's the uncertainty of trust that makes us cling. Ultimately, choosing the familiar or embracing the unknown is a personal crossroads.
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Set Free in My Day-to-Day Life
What Does It Mean to Truly Set Yourself Free? Set Yourself Free To Find Yourself A Personal Experience AB For the longest time, I thought I was set free, but when I reflected on the way I lived and the decisions I made, I realized that I was anything but free. Repeatedly, I made decisions based on what others wanted me to do, not what would make me happy—not what I truly wanted to do. Once I realized that, I began to make decisions for myself. The process was challenging. It was daunting, but it changed my life for the better. … I realized that I was anything but free. AB…
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The Night Sky
There's a calmness in the simple beauty of the night sky.But when I take a moment to be still and appreciate the comfort I find in the night sky, I notice the comlexity that lies within. The earth is reliable and consistent. Day in and day out, the sky follows a predicatable pattern that coincides with the time. On the surface, it seems so simple. Yet each day, the sky paints a different story. Each day is filled with endless possibilities, and it doesn't wait for you to ... catch up. It keeps going. every day. and every day is filled with something new. Each night, the sky shifts to…
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The Girl Who
I'm the girl who loves to crack a smileeven after walking the longest mile, who escapes into the world of her booksimagining she is seen for more than her looks. I'm the girl who dances in the rainhoping to wash away the pain, who tries to have it all figured outbecause she is filled with self-doubt. I'm the girl who always likes to have funpretending like she's not on the run, who still plays like a childforgetting the thoughts that run wild. I'm the girl who lives without a careunwilling to become fragile and tear, who has so much love to giveyet not enough life to live. - Authentically, AB