Cher journal, Do you ever feel like you're fleeting? I love that word; fleeting, "lasting for a very short time". A quick passing moment, something that rushes by, you can barely catch a glimpse of it, barely hold on to it. Just as you think you're about to reach out and touch it, it falls … Continue reading Fleeting… →

Cher journal, I cannot believe that it has been a year since I started my blog! It's really amazing to see how much has changed in a year. At first writing on my blog was just a bit of fun, but now it means so much more. It's a platform for me to share my … Continue reading Anniversary →

Cher journal, I must confess, I was disappointed when you didn't wish me Happy Birthday. I must confess, sometimes when I'm walking alone I wonder if you are watching me somewhere... I find it weirdly comforting. I must confess, I see you in the man wearing burgandy that walks past me, I see you in … Continue reading 4am Confessions →

Cher journal, I'd like to share a story, one that is not mine, but needs to be heard. In March, my Uncle (who is younger than me by 6 years) was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma; bone cancer. For months his symptoms were thought to be growing pains, and when the doctors eventually diagnosed him with osteosarcoma, … Continue reading Bravery in Youth →

Cher journal, I wonder if I will ever feel true heartbreak, or if 'true heartbreak' exists. The last time someone broke my heart I thought I'd never feel pain like that again. Yet every time it happens it's a new low, a new kind of sadness that I haven't experienced before, and now I wonder … Continue reading Laugh a Little →

Cher journal, Sometimes you need to take a step back from everything to see it all clearly, and only when you take off the rose-tinted glasses can you see your reality. I read recently that people don't like being told the truth because it distorts their version of reality, their illusion. I think that statement … Continue reading Alice: The Finale →

Cher journal, I'm an overthinker. Not in an attention-seeking, I'm-fishing-for-compliments kind of way, but in an anxiety-ridden, war against myself kind of way. I like to say "I spiral", in the same way Alice spirals down her rabbit hole towards Wonderland, I fall into my own trap of self-hatred and confusion. Sometimes I imagine that … Continue reading Alice: Part Two →

Cher journal, I often find myself reminiscing over something; looking back at old photos or reading through old messages, I can't help myself, I enjoy remembering what has been. I often feel as if a part of me is missing, lost in my past. A child-like part, that lived in old houses and places, spoke … Continue reading Alice →