Aathavi Thanges
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Disposing my thoughts one page at a time
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The narrative. Content Warning.
I feel a melody carry me through the good memories, each one staring back at me as I face the final moment. Part of me goes fighting, grabbing anything worth holding onto. But a tear falls down my cheek and it all wastes away. Part of me is terrified of what comes next, if there is anything at all. I say goodbye in my heart— I can't move my hands. Another tear falls.
By Aathavi Thangesabout a year ago in Poets
A page from my journal | On 20s
July 23, 2024 I keep it safe– a gentle reminder that she's my mother and I love her. She, too, will disappear one day, as thin as air, floating with dust and matter. She will leave me only with the memories I cherish most and in spirit, on my shoulder forever.
By Aathavi Thangesabout a year ago in Journal
Fighting the tides. Top Story - July 2024.
My left leg eagerly bounces up and down. My heart races, and the sweats come in. I'm not waiting; I'm ready and loaded. Every morning, I wake up in the same state. Every day is taken with the same level of eagerness, mixed with a bit of anxiety, a dash of authoritarianism and a colossal ton of impatience.
By Aathavi Thangesabout a year ago in Psyche
A journey through grief
Grief The fight to heal from grief has been one I’ve trudged through like a soldier entering their last battle. With fear and courage, I take every step through the mud filled with regret, pride, and awe. You lose yourself to grief, and the reward at the end of the journey is supposed to be finding yourself again. Beautiful, isn’t it, the things you find in this search for yourself? That is, until you’ve lost your way in the search for something meaningful.
By Aathavi Thanges2 years ago in Psyche
I want to grow . Top Story - June 2024.
I want to grow and I’m going to grow. I’m not going to be this version of myself anymore and you won’t know who I become. You won’t talk to her, or be by her side as she goes through life— you won’t know her. Her heart won’t even remember the small moments that’ve clung to it for so long. I’ll watch her embrace a new life that has nothing to do with you, and there won’t be a space waiting like there has been for far too long.
By Aathavi Thanges2 years ago in Psyche
