I’ll definitely revisit this later and do some editing and figure out how I want to structure my posts, because my perfectionist brain is screaming at me to have some sense of structure and plot to this project, but honestly right now I am just enjoying ranting to the void about whatever comes into my very overfilled-with-useless-information brain

Keywords: chaos , fuck adulting , personal , rant , scatterbrain

I’m now most likely going to go back to trawling linkedin for translation opportunities because apparently I am not a good person if I am not productive and contributing to capitalism in some way, shape or form. Fucking adulting. What a drag.

https://magichatts.wordpress.com/2022/08/25/i-dont-know-how-to-relax

It’s what I wanted and bless my ex’s heart … he went along with it!

Keywords: Community , Off Griddin’

Now that I had my cabin delivered, complete with locking windows and doors, I will share the building of this off grid homestead, herb farm and eventually the on-farm market. I’ll talk about how I did it in a tent compared to how I’m doing it today, if I did it in a tent at all. I’m excited to share as it’s been hard not to this whole time!

https://loveoflotusapothecary.wordpress.com/2024/04/22/from-drum-playin-biker-chick-to-off-grid-goddess

So now I am like this sixteen year old girl confused with what she wants to do in her life – which is very normal for a teenager

Keywords: {0}

I know, I wanted to do fashion designing but I wasn’t sure about that now. I wasn’t confident about that though I still wanted to do that. Me, being clueless and an idiot told my dad that I wanted do engineering (engineering and medical being the so-called safe options). I made a decision without giving any thought to it. My dad was happy, obviously. Then I go for the coaching classes for engineering entrance exams. Oh dear lord, I have never been so stressed and depressed in my entire life! I regretted my decision of doing this. But now I was scared of telling my dad that I wanted to quit these classes. Very soon I realize that I am definitely NOT made for such science-y stuff. So even if I get into the most prestigious institutes it would be useless as I don’t have those skills. But one thing I knew that I still wanted to study fashion. I was just scared to tell this to my dad.

https://sushhiiblogs.wordpress.com/2022/08/23/my-first-blog

I am who I want to be when I grow up

Keywords: Community , Family

I want to be kind, caring of others, not entirely focused on myself. I want to be a person who knows Jesus and the scriptures, who has a desire to lead others in their discovery of Him. I want to be a person who cares about the environment, and politics, and upcycled furniture, and flowers in the garden, who enjoys the world God created. I want to be a person who is generous with his time, knowing that all that we have is a stewardship and not owned by us.

https://my-retired-life.com/2022/08/22/what-do-you-want-to-do-when-you-grow-up

When I think I want to have children in the future, I always have this very strong condition

Keywords: break up , heart broke , love , relationship , relationships , to truly love someone , true love

I won’t ever have children until I can find someone with whom I’m sure I can create a healthy environment for my children to grow. To truly love someone, from a healthy love I hope to build with time, is a sinequanone condition to me.

https://astridmeriaux.wordpress.com/2022/08/21/to-truly-love-someone

I stand before this blog holding the budding ideas I want to undertake, and with enough impostor syndrome and inertia that I don’t know how to cure

Keywords: Reflecting On Water , literary doubts , working week , Writing

Oftentimes I am paralysed by the ways in which we carry on, more often than not defeating, and writing around it becomes difficult for me. (Although I have a lot to say.) I’m feeling doubtful that literature will be able to do justice to the narrative of our humanity right now, both fractured and flawless, but there is nothing else I know how to do well with my time.

https://amarllyis.in/2024/04/13/time-after-time