The Isolation Journals, Day 3: Postcards from home
Day 3 of The Isolation Journals. Today’s prompt is to write a travel entry from your own home; to explore your place of quarantine like it’s a foreign land.
The Isolation Journals, Day 2: Fine/Not Fine
Day 2 of The Isolation Journals. Sometimes you want to talk about your sadness like it’s the weather. It’s a damn shame but it is what it is. We don’t have to dwell.
The Isolation Journals, Day 1: Can I call this grief?
Day 1 of the Isolation Journals. While the feeling is specifically rooted in the global situation, it stretches out, connecting to a much earlier time.
What color is your heart?
My blogging life began on the now-defunct Multiply.com, where I went through a phase of posting personality questionnaires and quizzes. There’s one still imprinted on my memory: what color is your heart? Mine, allegedly, was blue.
Ten Updates Notes To A Fragile-Hearted Girl
Darling, we did it: we are truth-tellers.
A letter for the bad times, written on the slightly better times
It’s always a music box version of Bach: Cello Suite No. 1. It’s the biggest reason I don’t mind the alarms. The second is because I set these reminders surprisingly during the weekend of a mental health emergency.
I’ll never be famous—and I don’t know if that’s okay.
Here’s a quote from Elizabeth Wurtzel’s Prozac Nation, which I’m told is aptly is about depression, which I’ve held to heart: “That is all I want in life: for this pain to seem purposeful.” I don’t know what she herself meant, but in my head I interchange “purposeful” with “useful,” has a meaning and result that adds up and makes sense.
On loving myself: a love letter from 2017
An email landed softly in my Inbox on New Year’s Day. It read, “The following is an email from the past, composed on December 31, 2017. It is being delivered from the past through FutureMe.org.”
An apology for every lost day
I know you believe that the hard work, sacrifices and…
Notes on the new year and the old
I. On resolutions When I was younger, new year resolutions…
About the author
Apple is a writer, mental health advocate and practicing "witch" from Manila, Philippines. She believed in writing as a form of therapy, and so she made a blog. Follow her self-care and self-improvement diaries with activities like journaling, art projects and tarot reading. Learn more.
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