Thoughts to Words

* I am not a machine which can generate motivation 24X7. I have my own share of emotional breakdowns. Please understand that this however does not affect my responsibilities towards my clients because as a part of my training process I do learn how to deal with my professional life without letting my personal life step into its shoes. * I am not Google. I do not have the solutions to your problems and even if I do have an opinion in my mind, I will never impose my thoughts or opinions on you. As a psychologist, I will always help you help yourself but not spoon feed you with answers. * It takes me by surprise when people say that mental illnesses are a luxury! Are you even listening to yourself? You are calling an illness a luxury? Should I empathize with your ignorance? Actually do me a favour, drop in a message about your ignorance, I will help you gain some awareness and don't worry I won't charge you a penny for it. * It takes years of hardwork to become a psychologist l...

The crows were my alarm clock that morning. Not to wake me up but to tuck my mind under high amplitude delta waves as my body turned to the left side of the bed and then to the right and it didn't end there. The night had slyly escaped without being answerable to Karma for sedating my room with darkness. She dropped in through the window which was slightly open to let the toxicity pour out of the room. Cigarettes don't smell good but they lure you to spend dim nights with them anyway. She flew in with her glass like wings, wings which had a legacy of 300 million years. I was bewildered by the way she remained so poised. Could I possibly tell her about how the cat in the neighborhood carried the dead meat in his mouth and then hurried to a corner with an intention of self-preservation? It wasn't a murder, it was survival of the fittest. While coming here did she notice the barbed wire where the pink flowers were held hostage? Did she care to understand how they have been pr...

Making a conscious choice and calling it a mistake does not justify disloyalty. When you ask for forgiveness, it is a responsibility you willingly take because you regret what you did. You could be forgiven, you could be forgotten or you could be both forgiven and forgotten. The want in you to be given a second chance to set things right is a part of the process. You say you have been trying hard for years and now you are tired of being sorry. Tired of being sorry, really? The apology is not a favour you are doing, it is again a conscious choice you made but the tiredness you claim to have has drained out all the efforts you made to be forgiven. ©songbriti

Welding conflicts but failing, Repeating actions, Irritable bowel movements, Tattered storyline, Err at the cost of being human, Resurrection an option considered, Supper with bites of crumbs. Bruised latches, Lackadaisical eyehole, Old wood in dampness, Confetti and ointments, Keyless and shifting heavens. ©songbriti

Type type type, Type to get away, Type to reflect, Type to confess sins, Type to bathe in solace, Type to kiss individuality, Type to build an empire, Type to fall down, Type to grow up, Type to gamble, Type to question, Type to undo, Ctrl...alt...delete... Type type type, Endgame still loading. ©songbriti