Everything else in her life seemed to fall into place, and she no longer had to turn to the voice in her head to keep her company. She was happy truly, infinitely happy. This post only emerged from my urgent desire to write a he-she. Check it out! Originally posted on Summer 2015.

Too many dreams, not enough words. I left without saying goodbye, and waited until I was too afraid to return. So, I waited some more. And realised why I never said goodbye. Over the last four months, a lot of life decided to happen to me, and I was caught up between making it happen and unhappen at the same time. After months of asking people to find me, I kind of lost myself. Fear Writes a Letter to Death. The charm of your .