Thank Goodness you are Sick! 

If we never became sick… Our bodies would just die without warning. 

I came across this statement in a video of Prince Ea, one of the most motivational people you’ll ever find. He used this statement to make another point, but it got me thinking about a lot of things… And I think I can convince you that being sick is a good thing. 

No one ever really enjoys being sick, I mean you might like having a day or two off of work, but for the most part we are all in a hurry to get better and move on with our lives. 

By being in a hurry to get better we often look straight for the solution; instead of thinking about what caused the sickness. Getting sick is our body’s final cry for help, it is a way to force us to stop continuing with our normal ways and take care of our bodies. 

Isn’t this the same with mental sickness? Or any sickness that comes into our lives; like jealousy or frustration? Are these not cries for help to stop and take care of ourselves too? 

You see, when you catch a cold you look at a few possible causes, like having a sick co-worker or not wearing your jacket when going outside. You then take a few days off to get better, a few supplements to strengthen your immune system, and you go back into the cold of winter being a bit more careful than before. 

So maybe this is how we should approach all the illnesses in our lives. When you are feeling sad, don’t complain about how bad your life is, rather look at the causes. Is it because of the people you surround yourself with or the job you have? Treat this illness and avoid it’s causes in the future. 

If you didn’t get angry everytime that guy did you wrong; you would probably have ended up marrying him. Thank goodness for your body warning you and keeping you back. 

From now on be happy for any sickness you might end up with, thank your body for warning you and instead of being in a hurry to get better remember to look at the reasons for this sickness and prevent yourself from catching it again. 

Be your own personal daily doctor, no one else is qualified to do this because no one knows you like you know yourself. 

For today I would just like to prescribe you happiness, free of charge. Don’t be afraid to take it! 

When Life stops handing you Lemons 

I don’t know if finding happiness is actually a thing; but if so I think I might have found it. At least for now…

I used to be on an endless search for the key to happiness and the one who would make me happy. This lead to a few too many failures and resulted in me giving up. Several times. 

Unintentionally, I stopped focusing on finding that one thing that would make me happy and slowly realized that maybe I shouldn’t focus on being happy but rather focus on not being sad. 

Happiness is a state of mind. 

These past few weeks I’ve found that by thinking positive made my life positive. I woke up one morning and decided it was going to be a good day, and so it was. 

Being happy isn’t one thing, it’s everything. It’s not a car or a guy, it’s noticing the green leaves and tasting the butter on your bread. 

The happier you are the more good things will come your way. Stop looking for happiness, let it find you. 

I wish everyone could get rich and famous and have everything they’ve ever dreamed of so they could know that’s not the answer. 

-Jim Carry

So when life hands you lemons and tired becomes more than just a feeling, pause and examine those lemons, throw away the bad ones and focus on the good ones. 

That way more good ones will come your way. 

A Life Letter to my Future Kids 

I don’t know much about life yet but let me tell you what I’ve learned so far:
There’s no right way to be human; there’s no right time to change. 

Life is a speeding roller coaster and it will go at any moment then come to a sudden stop or just break down and slowly stop the ride. 

Some days you will want to die, some days you’ll just be sad and some days you’ll be even sadder. 

You’ll get hurt, people will lie, your friends will leave you and you’ll be all on your own. After a while you’ll prefer it this way. Your heart will break many times but you’ll learn that it’s strong and it will heal everytime. 

The thing is nothing will last, feelings come and go, some days you’ll feel everything and other days you’ll feel nothing. I can’t tell you which is better but I will tell you to enjoy both. 

Learn from your heartbreaks and get up when you’re on the ground because you’re not going to find what you’re looking for there. 

When you do find what you’re looking for you’ll realize you want more so don’t stress about not getting what you want too much. Don’t hold on to what you have too tightly either, letting go is good. 

Rachel Firmin said that if I had known the freedom of letting go I would never have held on. 

If you must hold on to something hold on to what makes you happy, spend time in spaces that brings your heart joy and dance when the music is good. And if not; change the song. 

Do stupid things, because why the hell not. Don’t be in a hurry to grow up, love things with your heart and not your mind. Use your mind to make decisions and your heart to dream. Bite off more than you can chew and do brave things even when you’re scared. 

I hope that when your roller coaster ride stops your cheeks will be flushed, your hair will be messy and you’ll know more about life than I do now. 


How many times have you felt like you don’t matter?

How many times have you been asked what’s the matter? 

How many times have you lied and replied with I’m fine

How many times have you wanted to die?

How many times have you died… emotionally?

Killed yourself 

Cut yourself 

Broke yourself 

Hurt yourself 

Had no words – unable to speak, unable to move. 

Just think. 

Just… Depression

I Like What You Write 

So I’m trying to think of a cool way to say this while sounding down to earth at the same time… but I’ve got nothing. I’m just too excited.

 A few days back I received a notification from WordPress saying I’ve reached 500 likes on my blog! This might not seem like much to some but hear me out: 

Starting my blog a few months ago I had small goals. I felt that if 10 people got something from what I wrote that would make it worth it. Now here we are… 500 likes later. This means that 500 people read my work and enjoyed it. 500 people paid attention to what what I had to say and saw it in a positive way. 500 People. 

I can only imagine the rush J.K Rowling must’ve gotten when she sold her first 1000 copies of Harry Potter, or the excitement John Green must have felt when he got told so many people like his books that they are going to be developed into films. 

But here I go dreaming too big. 

I remember studying idioms for an English test in high school, seeing it as just another thing I had to get done for the day, when I came across an idiom that stuck to me until today. 

Building Castles in the Air. 

I thought it was a beautiful sentence, referring to someone having extravagant dreams and plans that would never be carried out. Something I had very often at this age. 

A few years later I came across a quote that struck me just as hard:

The Rest is Rust and Stardust. 

I do not know who wrote this but it was so beautifully said and had so much relevance to many things in my life. 

So I decided that maybe that is all that my work will be. Maybe someone will read something I wrote and it will become their favourite quote. Maybe someone will like something I said and not feel so alone. Maybe one sentence I say will make someone’s day.

If so, I’ll be delighted. (I only threw that word in here because I like it). 

So this blog post is not about writing good or bad, it’s not about me feeling misarable or sad. It’s a thank you, it’s an inspiration. I get a tingle of excitement everytime I see a new like on my post, my heart feels warm with every positive comment I read. 

Giving love to an artist is a different kind of love. A significant kind of love. 

So please allow me to end this post in a very cliché way and simply say: Thank you. Thank you for each and every like, thank you for reading my posts and thank you for supporting writing in general. 

Thank you very much! 


I fought for you, I fought for us


I always forgot 

to fight for me. 

All I wanted was to be happy 

but with you it was never a calm sea, 

just a dreadful storm

and all I could do was sit back and once again watch you

rip out my soul. 

How to Heal Pain

It seems quite insane…

that you can heal something as bad as pain.

I don’t mean the pain you can cure with a pill,

or remove by simply staying still,

I mean the pain from losing someone or something;

The pain that is caused by sadness.

Being sad is painful,

I know because I’ve been there way too often.

All I can say is let it all in…               

then one day… it just stops.

I feel like most of the posts I’ve made so far are either about “Pain” or “Writing about Pain”.

Today, however, I didn’t feel any of that.

I had an unexpectedly good day. The crazy thing is I started the day with a bad attitude, just wanting to go back to sleep. Next thing I know it turned into the best day I could think of.

You see, I learned an important lesson today: sometimes you just have to tell bad people to fuck off.

It seems impossible – believe me I used to think it was – but one day you’ll just meet the right people somehow, and you won’t feel lonely and you’ll have a day where you forget to think about that guy for a few hours. And then you’ll pause and realize you had a happy day.

Of course I will still post about pain because pain will always be there. But at least not all of the time.

The Magic of Fiction

Someone told me today that I’m not right in the head. I guess writers are all a little insane…

I remember how much fun I had with my sister when we were kids. It was just the two of us but we would pretend we are characters from our favourite shows. It felt so real and so freeing. Maybe that’s why kids are so much happier. 

Fiction is an escape. We enjoy made-up stories because we find life unsatisfactory. Sometimes fiction even makes more sense than reality. 

I love getting drawn in by a good story. It’s like living another life for a few hours. I’ve lived in a secret land called “Narnia”; I’ve participated in a brutal fight called “The Hunger Games”; I’ve gone to a school for wizards; I’ve fallen in love with a boy who has cancer and cried when he died. 

What wonderful madness. 

So yes, I guess I am not right in the head. But I guess that’s a good thing. 

And That’s How You Hurt Me

I woke up several times during that first night with an aching in my chest. It took me a few seconds to remember where the pain was coming from… you broke my heart

The next morning as I was driving to school I tried to focus on the one thing that has always kept me sane: music. 

I was singing along and out of nowhere I lost my breath and started crying. I could not stop sobbing and when I finally got myself to calm down I tried to focus on the music again but not a single word would come out of my mouth. 

So I got to school and spoke to as many people I could find, laughed at as many jokes as I could think of. “It’s going to be okay”… I convinced myself. But just seeing you for a second made it all start again. 

On the way home I yelled the lyrics to Taylor Swift’s songs this time – refusing to let any thoughts through my head. But then I got home and it was quiet and for a second I gave in. That’s when it all came rushing in… 

I was crying uncontrollably, I fell down on the dark couch and did not recognize the sound that was coming from my chest. It hurt so bad – I had to beg myself to stop. Instead of getting words out I got more tears. 

But then… all of a sudden… the tears just stopped. And so did the pain. But most importantly – so did my feelings for you. 

And that’s how I got over you. 


I wrote this piece after my first heartbreak. This is the first time I discovered how therapeutic writing can be. 

Thank you for all the support on my blog so far… Your likes and comments and follows motivate me so much. One of the best feelings for a writer is to receive positive feedback on their work. 

Lots of love! 

Why YOU Should Write Too 

Calling all writers! And non-writers. 

Everyone is always going on about how you should find yourself and know who you are (I myself believe that I am a few different kinds of people, depending on my mood. But that’s a story for another day).

A great way to know and understand yourself better is by writing. Writing can reveal truths about ourselves that we would never have discovered any other way.

The primary duty of literature is to tell us the truth about ourselves by telling us lies about people who never existed.

We make up horrors to help us cope with the real ones.

-Stephen King

It doesn’t matter what you write, who you show it to or what you do with your work. Isn’t it crazy? With just a pen and a blank piece of paper you can create worlds; you can make people laugh, you can make people cry. You can make people feel; you can motivate and inspire.

To me that’s the closest thing to magic we’ll get.

Writing is very personal, I believe this is why writers find it so scary to share their writing with others. It is a piece of themselves that they are putting out there for others to judge and rip apart.

Still, I want to encourage all writers to share what they have written. What if people don’t like it? But… what if they DO?

7 Billion people experienced this day in a different way. Your story deserves to be told. Who knows who you might be helping, inspiring, teaching?

Write beautifully, write brutally, write anything, write everything. Just write. 

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