Inside the mind of an immigrant
More than dyingI was afraid of living.Afraid of being somethingafraid of not being somethingafraid of lovingafraid of being lovedafraid of hurtingafraid of breakingafraid of acceptingafraid of rejectingafraid of fallingafraid of flyingafraid of beingafraid of not beingafraid of forgettingafraid of rememberingafraid of givingafraid of receivingand onlywhen I let my fears consume medid I understandthat I was … Continue reading Trapped in Between
Ever since I was young, I remember always being pushed back. I remember being behind the curtains and never on the front line. I remember being scared of love and affection. Everything was always about my cousins and how beautiful their drawings are, and how cute they look. That made me very insecure. I love … Continue reading Why I write
The worst kind of pain is the one where you can't express yourself. Where words transform into tears and your voice starts to crack. You feel that lump in your throat and it expands with every passing second. Where your heart is bleeding and you can't tell anyone. Where you have so many people around … Continue reading Understanding pain
"Tell me how you feel?"you ask me so calmly that I find my tongue slippingI open my mouthbut instead the tears start dripping. I want to tell you everything,but I'm afraid of this internal stormI shake my headbecause the words don't seem to form. I stare ahead wishingyou could look into my eyesand see all … Continue reading Refusing to quit the race
Depression is like an invisible demon that eats you from the inside until you’re hollow. It chews your mind like termites do until you’re empty. Depression doesn’t come to you with a warning. It slowly slithers in your mind and takes over. You become afraid of your own thoughts. You become your biggest enemy. Fear … Continue reading What does depression look like?