
You ever desperately want to talk but can’t find the words? I’m having a really hard time formulating sentences to match my emotions. Continue reading Heavy PT2

You ever desperately want to talk but can’t find the words? I’m having a really hard time formulating sentences to match my emotions. Continue reading Heavy PT2

I was DEAD serious about throwing out my entire 20s. It’s only a month into my 30s but I’ve been purging like I’m being required to. It could be because I’ve been wasting my workdays (since we ain’t doing shit) watching cleaning marathons on YouTube, or all these emotions that I keep feeling that I may just be ready to finally let go.
Before I start, little inside family joke that my sisters and I use to laugh about the once unlaughable (not a word) moments with my brother and the relationship he has with our mother, we always start our FaceTime group conferences with yelling “Trigger Warning”.
Here goes…..
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His smile was big, and his snicker was soft as we watched a big brother walking with his younger siblings’ home after picking up a pizza for dinner. He said that he loved children and would have more. However, as he snickered, he shared that his wife told him that he can more with another woman. Eight children were the number of children they raised together but birthed three. Two children they adopted after their parents were killed in an auto accident, their three, and another three that would be living with them on and off for almost 15 years once they relocated to the US from Fiji. Continue reading We were, and will always be