Category: diary-entry
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I was thinking I’m not really in my feels lately, and that’s why I can’t write anything decent.But then I thought, what if I’m just happy? But I’m not even sure I know what happiness feels like.Which is such a weird thing to admit, isn’t it? Surely I should know what it feels like? When…
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I haven’t sat down to write in a few days. I’ve honestly been exhausted – on top of the toddler being ill, then of course getting ill myself and the last week of school before half term, it has been none stop. There were moments when I felt guilty for not finding time, for not…
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Hi me, I didn’t write at all yesterday… Truthfully I was asleep when I usually sit down to write. 4am wake up and work 6am – 5pm meant I was asleep by 6:30pm – I was exhausted. I’m not sure I had much to say yesterday anyway, or even today. Life is still… Life. Just…
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Need to write. Should write. No idea what to write. The truth is, I’m feeling disconnected from myself. I feel as though I’m watching my life, rather than live it at the moment. I’m just going through the motions. It’s such an odd feeling. I didn’t notice it until earlier – I lit a candle,…
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Hi Me, Today was boring. You know I keep wanting to say my life is boring but it isn’t – it’s ordinary. I say boring because it’s not filled with loads of activities, news or gossip like you see all these influencers on TikTok or YouTube or on all the other countless social platforms. I…
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I have been unsure on how to continue writing when I hit a slump because the truth is, I still have too many thoughts that need to come out but I’m just unsure on how to verbalise them or no one to discuss them with… Which makes me sound lonely as fuck but I promise…
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I’m not sure what to write about today… I wanted to do a journal entry or focus on a topic. And I did – I wrote about being grown up/mature for your age but it just feels… Wrong. It feels wrong just to continue life when someone else’s stopped so suddenly. I know if I…
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I wasn’t going to post this because it’s so raw. I wrote this less than 12 hours after finding out he had passed. There’s no reflection here, no neat resolution. Just disbelief, love and the ache of wanting the world to stop, even for a moment. Writing is the only way I know how to…
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I don’t even know how to start this entry. What a weird and horrible week. Was my mood dropping constantly last week just foreshadowing what was to come? I had to ‘force’ myself to be happy last week, to find happiness – more than once. Was my cat escaping then coming back at night his…
