Shruti's Dear Diary

Dear Diary,That Wooden Tongue Depressor is usually a handy medical device that is used to depress the language for oral examinations. Its flat, rounded blades are employed to spread ointment around the tongue and are ideal for daily craft work as wel

Dear Diary, I need someone to listen without judging. Am I in the right place?

Dear Diary, why do I stay with someone that treats me so bad? Why do I continue to allow him to hurt me emotionally, physically, mentally and verbally? Why am I so afraid to leave? What is wrong with me?

Dear Diary, I usually don't write much but today I feel like writing ✏ Today added me a boy on facebook,he's not just a boy.  He's the person who I played in camp.  We played checkers and we had much fun 😝 Now today he wrote and I was surprised

Dear Diary,right now I just want to go somewhere away from everything and just scream my heart out, and then cry and cry and cry and cry. I feel like everything is on my shoulders. I hate my job but it's the only job that will pay me more than minimu

Dear Diary, I feel like I can't breathe. I have no time to myself anymore, always stressed about being able to survive financially. It's a never ending circle of just being able to make it. I never really knew what I wanted to do as a career so I'm

The wind is chilled like a night whos fire just went out. Smoke from its embers billow into the empty sky above me, dancing as they delicately weave their way to you. Hollow does the silence echo into the dark when your voice isn't there to bounce th

Saturday I lost my phone. Now I am a 25 year old woman with the problems of a 16 year old girl. But what doesn't come across in the sarcastic string of commentary I have regarding this situation is that phone held that last little piece of my dad I'v

There is snow everywhere. Trees, rocks, a broken family, and a path. A new place that somehow feels so familiar. Energy is alive like an undercurrent beneath the land, and yet there is peace like a moment in time was preserved for it's perfection. Di

Dear Diary, My 81 year old grandma is difficult to travel with. Not only is it physically exhausting for her but she is very stuck in her ways and HAS to do things her way when she wants to. So excuse me when I'm upset that my cousin who just had a

Dear Diary, I love being a mother. I also have the privilege of being a "stay at home mother". My boyfriend encourages this so that is nice. However I find myself longing for my own "thing" outside of motherhood. I want a job but I dont want to be a

Dear SRM, I don't believe much in promises, but the ones that are given to you is by my heart. I don't even believe much of others vows too, not even yours sometimes, because I feel only you know yourself and trust is a very sensitive thing to pl

Dear DiaryAs night come across, I always feel empty, lonely, shattered and disheartened. It is not that I hate nights rather I love watching the stars, the darkness the hides my emotions, the bright moon that looks like a pearl.  But it makes me feel

Dear Diary, Life has always been unpredictable, unfair and unapologetic! Is this what living is ?