A Beginning. Not The End.
For a long time the inner voice wants to be heard. However writing has been the last on my ever growing list of to-dos. The longer the list grew, the more I desire a place to just be.
At home I’ll complain about stress at work.
At work I’ll complain about stress at home.
Because I really do not want to add more stress to the people I care about at both home and work. So it’s never about them, and it’s all because of me.
This loading of internal stress and weight I’ve been adding upon myself since COVID-19 hit the world. Come to think of it, this could have started loading since forever, just without me realising how much harm it had caused… till today.
Maybe it’s just the PMS talking.
Maybe it’s just the shit I took in at work today talking.
Maybe it’s just be overthinking.
Allow me to introduce, Larissa Wise.
A name randomly generated by a random generator I randomly googled.
Larissa Wise shall be my inner voice, maybe the real me. The me that didn’t know how to be living in a world that seems to be always going against me. Fighting me and challenging me to become someone I rather not be. Who am I really? Who are you?
This is my safe place, a place to just be.
Hello and thanks for being here.
Not the end.