Category: Writing
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Roots
Breathe in, breathe out. It is all I can do to subdue the quivering in my hands and churning in my stomach. I don’t know where to rest my gaze so my eyes dart from person to person, down at my lap, and at the layers of decor hung up on the walls as if…
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2nd Year Teacher
The bright eyed, antsy young woman glides through the hallway, click-clacking her slip-ons against the cold, hard floor as if she’s running late. She flicks on her classroom light and stares at her corner of the room. A makeshift teacher desk was made by shoving two tables together and sticking a desktop computer on top.…
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Life Cycle
As humans, we are constantly moving in and out of phases of growth and renewal. Just like plants, we emerge from a single seed; the birth of of an idea, an identity, an opportunity, a relationship, a challenge. Throughout each cycle, we grow, we thrive, we wilt, and sometimes we die. But just as sure…
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Battling Burnout
A release in pressure to subside the seemingly inevitable, yet utterly dramatic, fall of self is what is needed from time to time. To push or not to push is the million dollar question that I believe most people choose incorrectly a majority of the time, including myself. If you choose to push through, you…
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Clarity
When you look at a person, you may not be able to tell if they are struggling just based off of their appearance. But if you look closely, you can see it in their eyes. There’s a glaze coating their gaze that signals conflict within. You can see a storm in their eyes. Those who…
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Let me take a minute…
I would like to take a minute to acknowledge what a Rock Star I am. I don’t usually brag about myself, but I realized something recently that I definitely think is worth sharing; my mental health and personal relationship with myself has improved SO MUCH in the past 2 years. To some people, getting promoted…
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BLACK LIVES MATTER
To put it in another way, pain is God’s megaphone to rouse a deaf world. Why must it be pain? Why can’t he rouse us more gently, with violins or laughter? Because the dream from which we must be wakened, is the dream that is all well. William Nicholson You have been killed, harassed, and…
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Happy Mother’s Day
Dear Momma, Who knew it was possible for someone to be so kind, selfless, supportive, and generous. I do not think my words can do justice to illustrating the true depth of your love because honestly I can’t fully comprehend it myself. It’s just too massive and seems to possess infinite dimensions. Maybe these little…
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Truth
The enemy is not me. The enemy is not him. There is no enemy. Just simply an immovable Truth. It just is what it is. Something to respect and accept. The enemy is not me. The enemy is not our past selves and all that we did or didn’t do. There is no enemy. Just…
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You Don’t Need Permission
As I sit in my backyard, not really knowing what day it is or how long we as a society have had to adapt to our new reality, I secretly feel grateful for what this time has brought me. When I say secretly, I don’t mean I am hiding these feelings of gratitude from others,…
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