Dear Soulmate,
There are only two days left before the advent of Christmas. I don’t have much in my pocket, that is my fault, but I shopped for gifts last night nonetheless. For my older sister, I chose a Charles Dickens book and a Stephen King n
I’m incapable of doing anything… Spoke to my mother and all I want now is to vanish. If only I could move out from here sooner, to go on living without thinking, without feeling. My hands are trembling, I feel unwell, and what hurts even more is that
Dear Diary,
Chapter 3
She came to the table and sat down, her eyes lifting at once to Dariya. Dariya was seated opposite her at the round dining table, one of the five chairs occupied, the others standing quietly in attendance. Just then, Dariya’
Dear Diary,
Woke up around 19:00, still no text from him.... I felt the anger rising all the way from my chest up to my throat. But there was no one I could scream it to. I didn't wanna explode anymore. I took it all in. Love was out of the pictu
I feel a bit uneasy that I disappeared like that without saying how I was feeling. I just had this sense that I wasn’t needed by anyone and that no one cared about my state. And yet you were worried. Thank you for that. I came back here because my an
Today was a full and eventful day. I tried myself in a new role, changed my surroundings, distracted myself from sad thoughts, and reflected on what I truly desire… And what I wish for is to buy books to my dear friend for the Christmas. Are there pe
Dear ghost,
I want to follow a strange little creature scurrying into an unknown. In my persuade, I shall unknowingly enter a lush forest after crawling under a tunnel of vines. Beneath a grassy cave, I want a squishable huge furry creature to lay t
I fell in love with you the moment we connected, the moment my eyes met yours and your eyes met mine for the very first time. When the time itself stopped for both of us, and we both felt like we were staring into each other's souls and into each oth
Please, keep writing. Your words genuinely inspire and remind us that the world is not empty or meaningless — that there are men who are truly devoted to their partners, men who are capable of loving deeply, of putting that love into words and into a
Dear Diary,I backed to my office today after 2 months of leave of absence. Colleagues were nice and welcoming for me thankfully.
The job responsibilities will be lower than before my boss told me but I was secretly feeling relieved about that.
Dear Diary,
It’s a confession day.
Today, I was scrolling through Instagram and saw posts of people getting their graduation certificates. And then it suddenly hit me—it has been five years since I completed my 12th standard. It left me wondering:
Dear Diary,
Finally, I’m writing my own story again—without being afraid of making mistakes. This story comes from my imagination, but I’ve mixed in my real experiences so it feels honest and close to me.
I recently received some feedback, and it
I came across a line that read : “Many marriages survive only because women have no desire to start engaging with men again”. The more I thought about it, the more it felt uncomfortably true.
I am not married, yet I feel no real impulse to go in sea