A picture of me... There’s something quiet about preparing for a birthday before it arrives, no candles yet, no noise. Just you, standing in between who you’ve been and who you’re becoming. The 1st of

‎ pixabay We need to exercise, but not just our bodies ‎ ‎The first time my body protested, I ignored it. ‎ ‎It wasn’t loud, just a quiet resistance the kind that shows up when climbing stairs feels heavier

It was just a normal day, like every other day. Nothing really happened. I sent a message and didn’t get a reply. My mind starts wandering into random thoughts, and most of them were worst case scenarios

There was a girl at school who never complained, even when things were hard for her. At school, she was bullied, but she kept it to herself and never told her mother about it.One day, the bullies went

Hey everyone, I just joined freewriters and thought I’d say hello. @felt.buzz I’m not really someone who’s into writing that much, but I’ve started doing it recently and I’m still figuring things out as

A five minutes writing Splash It started with a feeling I couldn’t explain, not pain, just a quiet awareness that something about my life didn’t fit. From the outside, we were a normal family. Dinner at