Thought Therapy

For this post, I’ll begin my story with the most cliché of words. Exactly one year ago today, my life changed. A day I never dreamt about, a day I would have never pictured in my head. It was a day with no expectations, and all I thought of was the end goal. I just had to get through day 1 of school and everything else would fall into place.  But there’s a risk in never dreaming about things. You get overwhelmed by reality and become complacent. A lesson I learnt 20 days later. I remember the exact moment of this beautiful realization, and I’ve taken this lesson through the darkest, coldest, hottest and brightest days of my year.  Lesson 1: Be intentional...dream of a goal The chronic planner in me obviously loved this. However I admit, it’s both a blessing and a curse. I don’t take to surprises too well. But when you’re constantly mapping out your next steps, life sometimes rewards you. Other times, I learn the hard way that things will not magically work out

I like a man who thinks. I like a man who's witty, who  always gets what he wants when all odds are against him. I like a man who's ready to roll up his sleeves and dig through the dirt, literally . I like a man with a past, fearless of who he is and ready to battle his demons. I like a man who's vulnerable enough to let his guard down,  yet strong enough to protect his ego. I can't get enough of that man .  Thomas Shelby, 5 years gone by in 5 days, and I can't stop watching you!  10 minutes before watching Peaky Blinders  "great reviews, but why the dull scenes? I need colour and less murk. Can I really stand the fight scenes, too much blood for me. I need something funny, this doesn't look like it. Oh well, it has good reviews, it must be good for something. Might as well watch. If I don't like it, then I'll sleep" 40 minutes into Peaky Blinders  "okay, this took a turn, a museum...simpler times for spies huh" 6 e

When I forget, time reminds me Hours  can turn into months, months into hours What I once hoped for, I no longer care for When I forget, growth  reminds me Gain can turn into pain, victories turn into lessons What I once cried for, I smile about When I forget, the world reminds me Alone I may be, but lonely not always What I once yearned for, I could live without  When I forget, thoughts embrace me Reminding me....  Lessons take time, Lose hope but never lose the faith, Live for yourself, love others too Contradictions are lessons Embrace it all, it's the joy of living When you forget, remember, always remember you are living  That's enough to never forget.

June, how I've waited for you! 23 days down with  30 minutes to spew out my thoughts to the world. Here we go... I never like to talk about my life in here, instead I only add the bits I feel would implicate me less in this era of  'hey guys, welcome to my channel'. As much as I want to keep things mysterious to spice up my online persona, I feel like a lot can go wrong with an audience that hides behind screens. I would rather take my chances on being as evasive as possible. Yes, I'm admitting  to my cowardice.  However, I will defend my stance by saying that whatever thoughts I type in here, are rarely inspired by my own life. Rather, they have everything to do with how I perceive the world (people/places/things/ANYTHING)  around me. That's the inspiration. What I hide  is under lock and key in  a mind vault labelled "PRIVATE, for Yvette's crazy thoughts only". The world around me and how I would like to change it through the words I share is wh