Guilt is a tricky thing to deal with. In some ways, it acts as a malicious bully: beating you down for the sake of hurting you. In other scenareos, it can act as a wise teacher: telling you to do the right thing and make healthier choices for yourself and everyone around you. And it… Continue reading Dealing with guilt ~ the bully vs. the wise teacher
Leave it in the past ~ disconnection
The other day I asked myself a sad question: should I stop caring about people? I never want to have to stop caring about others. I believe so much pain in this world is because people don't care enough about one another. And caring is something that makes being alive worthwhile. But caring so much… Continue reading Leave it in the past ~ disconnection
[Part I] Conquest of the Mystifying Mermaid // [Part II] The Mermaid Ball // [Part III] To Be a Mermaid Fuchsia slept on the beach that night. And when she woke up, she was ready for new adventure. It was time to give up on her quest of becoming a mermaid again. Guilt had turned… Continue reading Mother Mermaid
What is guilt?
Guilt is an angry entity Who hovers over me Like a shadow, dark in the light Disguising itself as the light Holding me to standards so high A measurement that shoots up through the sky Brainwashing me and distorting perception Swinging me around to another direction Crushing my confidence, draining my power Disintegrating my solidity… Continue reading What is guilt?
We live in a guilt-ridden society: a society of people who are repressed and controlled by guilt. What is "guilt" or "feeling guilty"? It means to experience negative emotions about oneself, due to the negative impact of our thoughts, actions, and way of being. I agree that all human beings have legitimate reasons to feel… Continue reading On Purpose
The Angel of Death
A deep tunnel of darkness... she walks down, treading lightly. She does not need a candle to light the way, for she is an angel glowing brightly, yet she is a fallen angel. She has fallen down too many deep tunnels of darkness... down the rabbit holes... she is the angel of death. And death… Continue reading The Angel of Death
Three of swords
Red is my face, When I'm blushing, so flattered, full of passion. Red is my face When I'm fuming, so hurt, full of anger. Red is my face When I'm guilty, so embarrassed, full of shame. These feelings penetrate through my heart like three swords.