IN HER THOUGHTS

📸 Thought Catalog There was a time I would toss and turn at night and listen to my heartache. I had a lot of questions because we were happy and inseparable. But then everything happened too fast and it felt like I was forcing things. I have never openly told anyone about how your disappearing act broke me. You were my best friend and I loved you as my sister.  If we were to meet today, I would ask you to explain to me what went wrong? I thought you would be my maid of honour on my wedding day, I thought we would raise our kids together, I thought..... we would have each other's back until the end.  You were a part of my life and I am grateful to have met you. I cannot erase those memories we shared because we smiled and laughed together. Thank you for being a part of my life for a season. I hope you are happy and healthy. You deserve to live your best life. There was a time I thought I would struggle without you in my life. But when you walked away or ghosted me I suffered from a

📸 Bronwyn Janse   Meeting new people is an experience A glorified experience at that, it’s the hopes in your cheeks that make you smile uncontrollably The pure experience of acceptance and genuine connection in  the eyes of a stranger You meet someone for some inexplicable reason It’s unexpected but yet surprisingly delightful   Though some are for a season and some for a lifetime Time runs out and the sun burns late Why don't we talk about the pain of friendships breakups? A bond that was once strong, being vulnerable and open up How they become so dear then quickly turn into a stranger   Perhaps this person was only supposed to carry us through a season Or sent for a higher purpose or lesson They say the reason for people’s presence will become clear in due time. But still it hurts when they go away, how can you un-know every memory and their existence? But if incarnation would be true I’d would like to meet you again Just one more time, live

  📸 Jakob Owens “How come you are no longer active on Instagram?” I asked. “I deactivated my Instagram account,” She said. “Why?” I probed “Looking at other people’s perfect lives and perfect bodies was making me depressed.” She said. I went on to tell her that she should not have to compare herself with other people online. No one’s life is as perfect as it seems. As individuals, we need to be able to decipher between reality and a façade. There are applications where people edit pictures to get that perfect body, perfect face and glowing skin (not forgetting the use of filters). So why would you compare yourself to the thousands of people using applications to perfect their lives? When you look around at the reality, you see that almost everyone has a body part that they are insecure about. When we sit most of our stomachs fold, we have back fat, and not every woman is blessed with a big behind. I am not in denial that there are people with perfect bodies. But, the surge