Buffering Diaries
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Ending an Era: A Chapter Closing With Teeth | CallMeUnfiltered
Some endings don’t arrive gently. They tear, repeat, exhaust, and finally force a leaving. This is what it looks like when an era ends without permission.
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Memes Replacing Conversation: Choosing Yourself Over Silence
When memes replace conversations, silence becomes the easiest way to avoid showing up. This is about emotional dismissal, quiet endings, and choosing yourself instead.
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People Who Invite You Then Vanish
He asked me to meet. Coffee, a cigarette, and a third person to keep it safe. Then came the weddings, the parties, and the quiet way people vanish.
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Coffee Isn’t My Fix. It’s the Ceasefire.
Coffee isn’t my fix. It’s a ceasefire between my nervous system and the day. A sharp, funny essay on mornings, anxiety, cigarettes, and performing stability.
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Mid-Sentence Goodbyes
Writing about friends who stayed, those who left kindly, and the quiet hurt of disappearing mid-sentence.
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Living With Anxiety — A Little Bit More Than Before
Even on the days I’m not so sure — this is for the ones who think healing is loud, and for the quiet battles fought behind held breaths. Anxiety doesn’t need a reason; it just needs space to be understood.
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The Lady Across the Balcony
She leaned across her balcony, towel draped over the wall, elbows resting, life paused. In that quiet space, I witnessed grief held gently, joy carried softly, and a stranger’s heart opening just enough to leave a trace.
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Mummy’s Floor
Sitting on my mother’s floor, I faced grief, dust, and memory—learning that light exists even where venom lingers.
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Done With Life: The Quiet Ending
I’m not angry. I’m just finished. A quiet ending — not out of hate, but out of clarity. This is what it sounds like when you finally stop explaining yourself.
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Climbing Memory: A Childhood Tree and the Fires Within
Remembering the childhood tree — a place of joy, scraped knees, and secret swings — and the fire of memory it still carries.
