Jaimee

I Thought I Was Crazy

This morning, memories of a bygone era popped up on my phone: a notification from Daylio. It read: New Memories 1 year ago A year. Only a year, yet it yawns like a chasm between then and now. The photo, him. A little ways off in the distance, walking down the track. We had goneContinue reading “I Thought I Was Crazy”

The Unloved Woman

I’ve lived a life of insignificance for quite some time now. All my efforts have amounted to very little in my career, relationships, and many other areas of my life. I’ve dealt with so much disappointment and heartache, often ending with me wondering whether I’m doing the right things. Every door I’ve reached for hasContinue reading “The Unloved Woman”

Eyes Glued to the Floor

Isn’t it a curious thing How our habits form worldviews And change the very way We move through all the days? When I was young, My head nary looked ahead, Eyes glued to the floor, Downtrodden and defeated. Like a clockwork routine, My gaze falls upon the ground On which I steadily stand And searchesContinue reading “Eyes Glued to the Floor”

Autumn is for the lovers and dreamers

Yesterday’s date used to mean something to me. But now, it’s just another day in April that my phone has reminded me about. I spent the majority of it on my own with small things I did to distract myself from past disappointments. I thought I was diligent enough to get rid of such reminders,Continue reading “Autumn is for the lovers and dreamers”

Diary of a Real Peter Pan Man

TW: infidelity, emotional abuse, mental illness & religious trauma. This is a work of fiction largely inspired by Diary of an Oxygen Thief (2006). Thus, any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental. If you know this book, you know it is severely messed up. So please do notContinue reading “Diary of a Real Peter Pan Man”

Half Moon

As I cast my eyes on the sky, searching for that soft and familiar glow of the moon, I sighed a breath of relief. I fondly recalled feelings of marvel in my admiration of the stars. Like a small heartbeat of hope, my chest longed for the same physical nostalgia of dreaming about the future…Continue reading “Half Moon”

Feats and Defeats, Distractions and Delights

It has been quite the feat to scale the tall walls of my waking. Each time I suffer a relapse into unwanted memoirs of misery, my breath shortens its cadence, and my heartbeat runs afar. In my distress, I send desperate prayers to God, begging Him to relieve me of this cup. But the reliefContinue reading “Feats and Defeats, Distractions and Delights”

Are you happy with Carlotta?

I thought I was over being angry, and bitter, and vengeful. But something happened on a Monday night recently, painfully reminding me of a slight against my person. It brought me back to that dangerous thought loop of cognitive incongruence—the agonising uncertainty of whether the betrayals I encountered were real or imagined. I thought IContinue reading “Are you happy with Carlotta?”

Soup Is a Labour of Love

I love soup. I love purées, creams, and bisques. But most of all, to me, nothing surpasses the humble soup broth. They’re light, rich in flavour, and deeply comforting. When done right, of course. There’s a certain satisfaction I find in a well-made, clear broth. And they’re most definitely a labour of love. Just lastContinue reading “Soup Is a Labour of Love”

Persona by Half Alive — Album Review

There is just something about music that lets our hearts sing and our souls be understood. It can lift our spirits, bring us down to earth, or grant us the courage to cry out in our distress. Music has been an instrument of expression, of worship, and so much more. Perhaps, it has even givenContinue reading “Persona by Half Alive — Album Review”