When I turned nine, the last thing I expected was to be diagnosed with a life-threatening lung disease. All I worried about was getting good grades, hanging with my friends, and the approval of my parents. I could paint the…
What is decidophobia? Well, it lies in the name. It is the fear of decisions. That has been a fear of mine since I was a kid. I could never fully make a decision on my own without the opinions…
I was the epitome of lost, found in the place I started from the very beginning all along, decisions never chosen, goals always achieved, dissatisfied but complacent, yearning to be known, satisfied to be unknown, missing the humid summer…