I Meet People Everyday

I meet people everyday. I meet people, some I know, some I don’t. I meet people who fake it. I meet people who pretend to be someone they’re not. I meet a lot of happy people but I also meet people in the struggle, who aren’t sure where happiness is. I see people and I… Continue reading I Meet People Everyday

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I Don’t Care if You’re Offended

I’m sick to death of how snowflake-y, and offended the entire world is. I’m sick of it. What’s the story with everyone getting angry at everyone else for having different opinions? If you’re a vegan, you’re an elitist cuck. If you eat meat you’re a murderer. If you’re gay there’s ‘something wrong with you’. If… Continue reading I Don’t Care if You’re Offended

I’m from Cork, boy

A handsome, well-dressed man enters a room. His demeanour suggests confidence, and it radiates off of him. Without saying a single word, he has somehow captivated the entire room. His chin is chiselled, his hair thick and flowing. The swagger of his walk is equal parts relaxed and urgent. He is both everything and nothing.… Continue reading I’m from Cork, boy

Own Your Mistakes

There’s a weird discrepancy that exists between how you see yourself, and how others see you. We seem to always give ourselves the benefit of the doubt. We decide that although we may act out of character, that ‘this isn’t the real me’. We persuade ourselves that our negative actions aren’t part of what makes… Continue reading Own Your Mistakes

Short Story: There’s a Lack of Youth in Asia

The human body demands sleep. It necessitates it. We spend about a third of lives asleep on average, some more, some less. I read once that scientists can’t even figure out why we need to sleep. Something to do with a defect in cells that cause it to exhaust. I don’t know the whole story… Continue reading Short Story: There’s a Lack of Youth in Asia

“We save our nice words for the funerals”

Everyone seems to care about mental health now. Is it a social trend now? Hashtag Mental Health, look we got some new friends now. Most don't get what mental illness entails, How the mind unfurls. How misguided thoughts bring darkness to your whole world. Do you even know anyone with schizophrenia? People talk about mental illness… Continue reading “We save our nice words for the funerals”

Being Good vs. Being Nice & The Importance of Word Choice

We all make decisions, very second of every day of our entire lives. Every second is a decision, every breath, every blink of the eye is either a conscious or unconscious decision. Life is fundamentally a long intertwined, integration of consistent, simple decisions. It’s a strange way to think about things, but every decision, or… Continue reading Being Good vs. Being Nice & The Importance of Word Choice

“What Are You Doing With Yourself??

Do you ever do that thing where you see someone you know coming towards you on the street, but you pretend you’re busy texting or looking for some restaurant/cafe so that you don’t have to stop and talk? I do that all the time. I’ve heard people say (and I’ve even thought it myself) that… Continue reading “What Are You Doing With Yourself??

The Difference Between Self-Pity and Mental Illness

I’ve talked before about getting anxiety. I get anxious sometimes. I’m not saying I’ve an anxiety disorder, that’s different. I’m saying I get anxiety. I get a normal human emotion. So do you, no doubt. Sometimes it can be excessive and debilitating, but that doesn’t mean it’s a diagnosed disorder. I feel like people forget… Continue reading The Difference Between Self-Pity and Mental Illness

The Cost of Words and Self-Perception

We all talk about other people. When people aren’t around, we talk about them. It’s gossip. It’s not necessarily negative, a lot of this talk can be positive. A lot of it is also negative though. It’s almost therapeutic I suppose. It makes us feel good to bad mouth someone else. Putting down other people… Continue reading The Cost of Words and Self-Perception

Being Insecure and Linguistic Relativity

I take it all in. I can’t help it. You probably can’t either. I absorb it all. I hear how people talk about me, be it good or bad. I pick up on how you feel towards me. I notice the small subtleties of how you treat everyone slightly differently based on your unique relationship… Continue reading Being Insecure and Linguistic Relativity