Wise Choices:)
Maybe this would be better as an entry in my journal, anyway… So when I went to buy travel bags a few days ago, I lost my cool and burst into tears in the crowded streets of Eastleigh. I was no longer able to contain everything. Pondering about transition and leaving everything familiar is scarier than I thought. For too long, I had acted too strongly. The last place I would want to cry was in the midst of people. There was a taxi driver who really stared at me the whole time, but I no longer know what embarrassment really feels like. What’s the worst that could happen anyway? Don’t beat yourself up for any cringy thing you've done before; what’s done is done! It’s okay to be a little sad sometimes, and there’s no need to be too strong. Sometimes, we have to let it out, either by just speaking honestly about how we feel or actually crying it out! Being too strong has allowed us to carry so many burdens within. We suffer silently, fighting battles that no one knows abo...