Maybe just maybe I fell for you too hard too fast. Every waking moment is spent thinking of you and wondering how you are doing. Yet lately it seems like it’s not being reciprocated. You were the first guy I ever properly spoke to - openly. I told you about my fears, my dreams and…
The Baleswarans. Close knit. Loving. Loyal. Privileged. Damaged. Minorities. Trustworthy. Selfless. We live in in Toronto - more specifically Scarborough. Chana was an ordinary girl. Loving family of 4 beautiful souls who she could depend on. Friends that she believed in. Living with flaws she had learned to love over time. Just a city girl…
Continue reading ➞ the chronicles of chana – pt.1 : prologue
Hey there ! I hope you guys are staying safe during these trying times. I'm back with a new post ! This was a paper I wrote for one of my anthropology courses at UofT – Medical Anthropology: Illness and Healing in Cultural Perspective. This paper looks at my medical diagnosis of generalized anxiety disorder…
you said you would be there for me you said you wouldnt hurt me you said you would protect me at all costs you said that you would be consistent you said that you were in it for the long haul yet ---- you aren't here right when I need you most ____________________________ was I…
They tell me they lied for me To protect me - But at what expense was it at ? 2 years of nothing but lies 2 years of waiting on him 2 years of crying my self to sleep 2 years of being treated like I’m crazy 2 years of scheming 2 years of depression…
the history of my people runs in my veins the stories of inhumane acts run like a film roll in my head the legacy of my family & tamils keeps me going everything I do is to honour my blood the history of tamils sometimes keeps me up at night 2009 , haunts me my…
even on my darkest I still speak about you with endearing terms and spill my heart out to anyone willing to listen they say - If he were the one he would have ; stayed been present consisten they call you: a wastebucket a fuc boi toxic an ass a cheat - but I know…
all these sleepless nights are catching up to me meanwhile you walk away scout free? how is it that you moved on so fast - you took any chance you got to race off with a piece of my heart. my hopes and dreams were all crushed by you -XOXO chana
read a good booksit down with a cup of tea pamper your self - face masks, skin care, facial ; the whole shebang paint your nails watch a show from your childhood gardenlisten to music meditate scroll through pinterest write a letter - even if its just to your slef doodle -XOXO chana
with every passing day i lose a piece of myself surrounded by chaos and destruction the weary path i walk is leading me astray i’m left drowning in my thoughts hoping it all e n d s -XOXO chana
