Dear Ex

It’s been a while since we last talked…How are you doing?

I’ve been doing some thinking, and have something I’ve been wanting to say.

It wasn’t your fault we broke up. It was mine, too.

I’m sorry for not supporting you more.

I’m sorry for making you feel like you couldn’t talk to me about some things.

I’m sorry for hurting you.

I’m sorry for not realizing what we had when we had it.

I miss you.

I’m thankful that you were in my life.

Thankful for the memories.

Thankful for your love.

Thankful for the laughter.

Thankful for the experiences.

Thank you.

It’s been awhile… And I hear you’re dating someone new.

I hope you are happy.

I hope she appreciates you.

I hope she makes you laugh.

I hope she loves you with as much love as you give out to others.

I’m hopeful that we can meet again as friends.

I Wonder

I used to wonder…

How do lovers end up becoming haters?

How do people who were at the center of your life end up becoming strangers?

How do close knit friends end up becoming mere acquaintances?

I wonder, what happens to all those feelings, shared experiences and memories?

I’ve experienced all of the above, and still have no answers.

But I guess it’s the same way that a stranger can become your closest confidante.

A casual friendship can become your strongest and most enduring relationship .

A chance encounter can mean you meet your soul mate.

An instant connection can be felt with a person you just met.

I wonder at the magic of human interactions.


I’m not usually one for writing goals or New Year’s resolutions.

But this year, I had a feeling that something needed to change in my life; I needed to push myself outside of my comfort zone and expand my social circle, and this became the aim of 2021.

I’m only three months in, but in these months I have for the first time in my life:

– Gone to a social badminton event by MYSELF where I knew NO ONE

– Gone on a blind date

– Went to a games night (by myself again, knowing no one)

– Got asked for my number by a stranger (and initiated a coffee date!)

These things may not seem like major events, but as a shy, awkward introvert, let me tell you: they are!

Each event was scary (sweat inducing, anxiety causing, nervous laughter type of scary); but it is so worth it.

What is it to be in Love?

To be in love is not an emotion, butterflies in stomach, or sexual attraction; feelings change, butterflies die and looks fade.

To be in love is to have a solid foundation of friendship, mutual consideration and respect for each other, shared values.

To be in love is a choice. A conscious decision to stay with your partner through the good and bad times.

To be in love is to be committed. To your partner, to your life together, to your relationship.

To be in love is a practical, grounded thing, something that may be battered but holds solid throughout the storms; it is not an ephemeral existence that fades away with the slightest breeze.

To be in love with someone is the one of the luckiest things in the world.


Is there such a thing as a bad person? Like, really bad – movie villain bad, irredeemably bad.

Or are there people who have just made bad decisions? People like you and me.

I was watching this show on Netflix called “No Good Nick”, and the main character is a con artist who does some truly questionable things. Yet, the people who are supposed to be “good” have also made some questionable choices.

In fact, you could say that their actions drove the main character to do what she does.

Good people can make bad decisions, can hurt others, can become someone they didn’t think they could be.

But it’s how we move forward that defines us.

Food for thought.