XLV: Full Circle IV: The Diary’s 3rd Anniversary

Today is the third anniversary of The Diary, my main home on the World Wide Web. I don’t think I have ever reached a third anniversary post on any of my older blogs, but here we are! I’m truly happy about this milestone.

And since we’re talking about numero tres, let me randomly pick three of my favorite written posts. Funnily enough, they were all published in 2025, and each represented three sides of me: the light, the dark, and the absurd. (And I also explained why I remember writing them fondly.)

Continue reading XLV: Full Circle IV: The Diary’s 3rd Anniversary

Smile I

Sunrays swaying with glee and pride
Miles away from the darkest of clouds
It’s times like these I should be in the present
Let the good times roll, savor the moment
Euphoria like this feels like heaven on earth

Ω


Smile (Poetry Series): I, II, III, IV


The final post for 14 Days of The Deranged Writer (2025).

Happiest birthday to me, The Deranged Writer!


Header image: Siva Seshappan of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.

10-Minute Warning CXCIV

What I truly dislike is when people tell me not to cry.

I’m quite aware that not every problem can be fixed, and everyone makes mistakes. But whether that problem can be fixed, or I end up crying over spilled milk, I should be allowed to shed tears. I learned a long time ago that I can’t just bottle up my sorrow and anger, and I need to express myself (not in a destructive way, of course) to feel catharsis, to feel better. To certain people, why am I not allowed to cry?

If I’m not allowed to cry in a place that I thought to be safe, fuck that shit. Maybe I should look for a safer space elsewhere. And if I can’t find another safe space, it’s a good thing I have The Diary.

One more day before my birthday.

Ω


A part of 14 Days of The Deranged Writer (2025).

Header image: Hans of Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.