Hollah! I turned a year older last month and looking back, I believe the #TheClverJourney was one helluva ride. It’s been happy, sad, exciting, anxious, frustrating, fulfilling, and everything in between. And although I’m not yet sure if I was finally able to conquer my quarter life crises, I think I deserve a tap on the back for making it through this far without having a major breakdown. Hooray for that!
The next number is a whole new chapter, and I am all into investing to self-love – mind, body, soul. I recently leaned into healthy eating habits and availed a gym membership. Honestly, it’s all giving me a positive outlook and mood every day. I guess endorphins really do their work, huh? 🙂
It’s already the third of twelve 2019 months, and although there were already twists and turns earlier this year, I know that the rest of the year still has lot to offer, and the best and worst are yet to come.
I am soooo ready to embrace the beauty of living. To lesser kicks of anxiety and to more hacks of bravery, yes? Let’s do this! 🙂
I wrote this poem as a gift to a friend/colleague/boss.
Their story is truly inspiring, so I made an art out of it.
Just a few weeks ago, maybe around mid-April until before May ended, I was in a state of not knowing what had been happening with me.
I didn’t want to eat, I didn’t want to do anything, nothing seemed to excite me, I didn’t want to go out with people, I couldn’t laugh with my boyfriend no matter how hard he tried to lift my spirit up, I cried every night with no particular reason while trying my best to not be heard by anyone, and all other things that just made me feel like the best thing to do was just end things.
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