Last days of 2017.

Well, everything comes and goes with a blink of eye. This year is a shitty yet not so shitty year to me. Despite my relapse wasn’t that often that often this year, which I’m totally grateful for, but there are so much more I came across that shook me off at a snap. Although I… Continue reading Last days of 2017.

To those whom had cross path

Towards those who cross path with medays, whether or not you are reading this, or actually skipping it as a whole and not reacting to it, I have to thank you for being there when we met. It might be a good or bad situation then, but it is my heartfelt thanks to you for… Continue reading To those whom had cross path

Type of Guys

I have more guy friends then girls. This might offend some of you but well, you just can’t admit that it is this, this true. The Clingy one He is clingy, even he isn’t your any one. He just clings on you like as if he is your kid, your boyfriend, your younger brother. He… Continue reading Type of Guys

The road of picking myself up

I am a human, like you do. I have things that I am terrified of, I have things that I feel insecure with. I am always breaking down crying when my panic or anxiety attacks comes. I always feel helpless when I am forced beyond my discomfort level can tank. I have never been in… Continue reading The road of picking myself up