The sea, in its unleashed rage, pulls life from its depths and hurls its furious waters against the rocks, indifferent to its own destruction. Like a primal force, it does not apologize nor offers respite. In its fury, it rises, forming waves that tower like liquid mountains, lifting foam that defies the wind and covers…
– “Now I understand why I spent the whole night crying, my period just started…” – “Ugh, with PMS, menstruation, ovulation… I don’t even have time to know myself. Who am I?” I laugh and nod because she’s absolutely right. Sometimes it feels like we’re living in a constant cycle of emotions, with each phase…
Past experiences leave scars, each one giving you the clarity to recognize what you need to feel, what you’re truly looking for. That sense of knowing the terrain, of knowing how to handle yourself, but at the same time, that very awareness holds you back, making you question and set limits. With each disappointment, with…
– “When do you have vacation?” he asks, almost as if he’s planning something. – “Funny you ask today… ten days at the end of next month,” I reply, not thinking too much about the implications of that question. – “And what do you plan to do during those ten days?” I smile before answering,…
It’s that person who, without even intending to, makes you adopt small strategies of distance. You change the settings on your WhatsApp, decide to make your photo and statuses visible to everyone except him. You delete his number, but you don’t block him; you don’t want to erase him from your life entirely, you just…
It appears again, like a shadow that has learned to decipher the exact moment when your happiness finds balance once more. That being that comes and goes, over and over, without truly adding anything constructive to your life, and yet, always knows how to reappear just when its absence stops hurting. Its walk betrays it:…
I try to study, but my mind rebels, using any thought to distract me. In an instant, it fills with his presence. I visualize his hands, his chest, feel an imaginary connection that makes me lose focus. I shake my head, struggling to regain concentration, but it’s like trying to grasp sand. I read a…
People often think that being independent means living in isolation, not needing anyone, and keeping an emotional distance from others. However, this idea is far from the truth. True independence is not about rejecting company or avoiding emotional closeness. In many cases, being overly independent tends to be seen as an antisocial or asocial trait,…
From so far away, I remember you, I miss you, and yes, sometimes I hate you. I had prepared for this trip with the hope of doing it together, like a shared dream that promised to be magical. In our minds, the images were vivid: laughter under the sun, strolls through vibrant cities, and nights…
