I wrote a long reflection post about my time in South Africa. But I deleted it. I felt censored. I felt afraid to say the truth of my experience. I didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, even though my feelings were hurt many times on and around the trip. It’s lead me to writing this… Continue reading Self-Censorship
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A reflection on my trip to South Africa
I was going to write a detailed post about my whole trip, but I no longer feel called to do this. One, it would take a long time. Two, I’m not sure anyone cares enough to read it all. And three, you can see highlights on my Instagram and achievements of the year post. At… Continue reading A reflection on my trip to South Africa
Tired of the battle with myself (journal entry)
Why are we so hard on ourselves? As if life isn’t hard enough as it is! We cut ourselves down with a sharpened scythe, hoping to fit in with people and places that don’t value us. We try so hard, gasping and screaming and gripping with blistered fingers at the edges of what we think… Continue reading Tired of the battle with myself (journal entry)
What’s truly scary (motivation for the last 2 months of the year)
You know what’s scarier than getting on the plane? Never having left your hometown and widened your perspective. To stay small and inexperienced, not understanding, on a deeper personal level, the other cultures and beauties in this world. That’s terrifying. You know what’s scarier than publishing a book and being judged? Not publishing and bearing… Continue reading What’s truly scary (motivation for the last 2 months of the year)
There’s more to you than you think
Sometimes we don’t realise how deep our personality and interests go. Just as a fun exercise, I have written the things I like/about me down below. If you’re nosy, have a nose! But I encourage you to do the same when you feel a little disconnected from yourself. Remind yourself who you are and how… Continue reading There’s more to you than you think
I want stories to tell
I realised today that I am not a writer. Yes, I write. Yes, I can write well at times. But I am not a writer. A writer, to me, sounds like someone who is an expert; or enjoys it; or is well-practiced in the wielding of words. Words are their tools. They’re a wordsmith. Maybe… Continue reading I want stories to tell
Self Care September Ideas
I am trying to get ahead of the summer's end blues and Seasonal Affected Disorder that I sometimes wrestle with come Autumn/Winter time. Therefore, I'm having a "Self-Care September". This will help to refill my cup ready for October when my final year of university begins, as well as be gentle with myself while I'm… Continue reading Self Care September Ideas
Careful with complacency and fixed ideas
I’m re-realising that I need to be careful with the stories I tell myself about myself, other people, life, and the world. This narrative I’m creating about who I am and what I want. The lies. The fears that speak so confidently that I think they’re true. That I’m a weak person. I can't handle… Continue reading Careful with complacency and fixed ideas
‘I Think, Perhaps’ (a short story)
By S. R. Crawford Attending your own funeral is not only allowed but encouraged. Best to accept one’s death in witnessing those who have come to mourn you. Of course, you mourn yourself, too. All the things you weren’t. All the things you’ll never be, now. I thought too much. I wished with all my… Continue reading ‘I Think, Perhaps’ (a short story)
A Writer Be (poem)
Who are you If you can’t stitch sentences slowly With real intention and wonder? A world rife with the unfair and cruel Become words on my page. Awakened and raw They hold everything And nothing. Maybe my wants are too cruel, too Because how can I capture A memory? A place? A person? Isn’t it… Continue reading A Writer Be (poem)
