When dreams change but passion never does It’s been a few weeks since I’ve written here. Just when I thought I had a plan to dive into my writing, my life took an unexpected but welcome turn, pushing my focus completely away for a few weeks. As tough as it has been, it’s the best …
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The Destiny of a Chair
Do you hear the soft rain in the distance?It’s quite mostly.Calm & unnerving. It’s not dark, but not blinding either.There’s a single lamp on an end-table in the corner.Beside it—a wooden chair. The chair is emptybut longs to be sat in,its destiny not yet fulfilled. But instead of sitting,you stand and stare,hoping something else will …
The Sought-After Afterthought
When healing feels like suffocation, and hope finds you anyway. Do you know where weakness lies? In the shadow of the depths of your pain.Do you know where strength is found? In the light when you come up for air. That’s not to say there is weakness in suffering—but for strength to be recognized you …
Freedom – A Gift
This piece came like an unexpected wave.I wrote it in one sitting, with no intention of it carrying so much—but alas, even when I try to stay lighthearted, my emotions come to play.I hope you can appreciate the layers that this day brings. FreedomSunshineSunscreen & shadeBlankets, chairs, watching the parade FreedomHotdogsWatermelon & juiceOh no, the …
An Iridescent Void
A glimpse of my POV — Point of Void I’ve written a lot about the void—the ache, the absence, the silence. I think that most people might imagine such a void as dark and heavy—but the way I visualize it is anything but. It’s colorful. It’s vast. It’s shifting. The ache is there, but it’s …
The Right Piece of the Wrong Puzzle
You’ve heard of the missing puzzle piece—but have you heard of the wrong puzzle piece? It’s not that I’m missing.It’s that I don’t fit in this puzzle at all.The puzzle isn’t complete, but every open slot is slightly too small.I can feel the discomfort of being forced into the wrong space. One edge of me …
Chronic isn't used lightly, Misunderstood is.
My heart behind this abyss. When choosing a name for this website, the phrase Chronically Misunderstood (a token I’ve come to adapt) felt like the perfect fit for the space I am creating. For as long as I can remember I have carried the weight of being misunderstood. It’s been a constant ache of being …
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Welcome to the Void
The void, my void, our void. Let's look into this abyss together and find out. Hey there, whoever you are. Maybe you’re someone who also feels misunderstood. Maybe you’re just browsing random blog’s. Maybe you’re no one. Regardless—welcome to my thoughts. I have no idea where this page will take me or what words will …
