PMS Experiment – No Firsts & Men Suck!

Experiment, no firsts. PMS + deep relationship thought = nothing good. I hate men. Period. No, I don’t, not really, yes really. They suck, and sucking is bad, unless…. I’ll not finish that… Continue reading

I just revealed my biggest secret and insecurities!

I think maybe I could love this one. The search for “that person”, that person that is our person, it’s one of the most complicated tasks we set out to complete. What if… Continue reading

Can one really explain love?

Can one really explain love? That feeling of bliss and the reasons behind it? It’s a chemical reaction, I know. It’s a feeling, the butterflies and the almost drunk feeling. Drunk on love,… Continue reading

So what’s the point really? …searching for a partner and all that.

Some days, today, I just don’t even want to think about romantic relationships. I want them to be put off until some other time. Too much work, too hard on my heart, exhausting.… Continue reading

Anxiety – A truly ugly part of life.

Anxiety, a truly ugly part of life. Anxiety attacked me yesterday, full on assault today. I know this all too well, I hate it too. First, depression tried to keep me in bed,… Continue reading

Well hello, Mr. Unicorn. Depression Lies

Today, I consider a lie — not my own, but one of Depression’s many deceptions. Minna, perhaps it’s time for you to fade back into the background of life. Maybe it’s time you stopped writing,… Continue reading

He asks about my boyfriend

A familiar face and familiar arms circling me in a hug. He asks about my boyfriend, as he always does. He looks sad and offers an apology when I explain that the man… Continue reading

Life, it can be a complicated mess

Life, it can be a complicated mess, a nasty, gross, unfortunate, painful mess. It can be beautiful too, happiness and all the warm fuzzy feelings. I remember those exist, but I at the… Continue reading

My Heart was Fighting to Beat

I woke up in the middle of the night, for the second time this week, something feeling wrong with my body. I felt like the weight of the air was crushing my chest,… Continue reading

But for now, It’s Darkness

There are days that I hesitate before writing yet another sad and depressive piece of writing — I fear pushing people away with my gloomy sadness. Today I considered the possibility that hesitating or even… Continue reading