The Moon Is My Home | .. N.O.H.A ..

I need to stop giving too much, loving too much, forgetting myself too much… doing everything too much. I need to stop pleasing everyone and forsaking my right to be treated equally. I need to become bolder. I need to set boundaries and limitations for people who invade my life. I need to do what makes ME happy, not everyone else. I need to save myself. No one else will. This piece is part of a challenge that will hopefully encourage me to get back to writing. Wish me luck. :) #FreeWritingChallenge #DayTwo

I’m always late for everything… I’m late for appointments, I’m late in responses, I’m late in life. When friends used to meet on Thursdays, I was at home trying to convince my parents to join them. When people were way ahead with their careers, I was finally starting one. While some of the people I know managed to be in control of their emotions, I still face times when I’m an emotional wreck… hanging on by a thread. “Focus on the quality, not the quantity,” a college professor once advised me, when I shared my frustration of not completing my translation exam on time. From that moment forward, I learned to give everything time. I knew I’ll have to live with it. I admit it slightly solved my problem. But still, I struggle with the fact that things take time to cook; especially in a world where everything and everyone are running like crazy. I find myself dynamic and fast sometimes, though – as weird as it sounds. I know I changed. I’m not the same person I was back then. I