Chloe Rose Violet 🌹
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quiet about the wounds
loud about the healing
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To the Woman Who Inspired Me to Write
I have written this letter before. Not to you of course, but to my mother. Back when I was younger and in elementary school, we had a lesson about writing about our heroes. All those years ago, I had written about my mother and grandmother because of their generosity and volunteering. Those two women inspire me still, they really do. Back then, my mother and grandmother were the most inspirational people I knew. Now with a different set of lenses on my life, I see the truth. My mother hated the way I used to scribble on looseleaf, dreaming up short stories in my head. She never encouraged me to write. She never pushed me towards my own goals and dreams, which is something I can forgive her for. I used to spend so much time making lists of character names and creating elaborate backstories for them when I was a child. My grandmother used to pay me in books for working for her all those years ago. Back then it was them who inspired me but truthfully, there is no woman out there that inspires me quite as much as you do.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Humans
Chloe's New Years Sleep Resultion
I have been waiting very patiently for a new Vocal Challenge. In my experience, anxiety and depression can really wear a person out. I mean that full-heartedly. Some days just feel happen to feel endless, especially when you're not sleeping well. After trying out a new medication called Seroquel, I learned in a hard way that my rest is very well needed. The medication makes me very tired, I have noticed that. Along with my ADHD medication, and injection medication that I also take for depression, I just feel very tired, and worn down lately. It's been a weird year, and my rest has become very important to me this past little while.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Confessions
Welcome to Hell
It was a cool October morning. As I walked to school, my newish shoes scuffed along the sidewalk. The wind blew the multi-coloured autumn leaves across the sidewalk and out onto the worn-out streets. I crunched them with my shoes. Where was I walking to? My personal hell, or as teachers and parents like to call it, "high school". I was running late, as usual. I hardly was ever on time for anything. That fact drove my friends, parents, teachers, and practically everyone who lived in the small city of Stonebrook, crazy. My best friend Adrian says I run on ‘Zach Time’.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Fiction
The Game of Life
I have a little bit of a board game obsession. It stems back from my childhood. I used to play a lot of board games with my aunties and uncles. Even throughout the years, when my mom's family celebrated Christmas, we always enjoyed a new board game to play together as a family. One of my favourite games happens to be The Game of Life. During elementary school, we used to play card games at recess. That was important to me back during those elementary school days. We used to play Spoons with markers and pencils. It got violent of course. My elementary school years are what inspired me to write as an adult. Thinking about playing those card games at recess brings me joy because I was always really bad at those games with my classmates.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Journal
Writing Inspiration
I tend to try and inspire myself to write quite in small ways. Some days just suck. Writer's block can be difficult to overcome. I know most writers happen to struggle with it. Over the years, I have grown very fond of writing quotes. Words can hold so much power and I have always been obsessed with the way they flowed off my tongue. You can either gently caress someone or cut them like a knife. I like to tell myself that I own my story. I own every little thing that has happened to me. And I do not enjoy feeling the pressures of writer's block.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Motivation
The "True" Missing Item from Breath of the Wild. Top Story - December 2021.
Breath of the Wild was unlike any of the other Zelda game within its franchise with the real open-world game concept. When the game first was released, it became a fast seller on the Nintendo Switch and introduced new fans to a beautiful game series. I loved the cooking mechanism and the free-roaming within the game. There was so much to do that it was overwhelming. Compared to the linear Zelda games, this new open-world concept was one of the best choices the game developers made as Breath of the Wild quickly became very popular amongst the new Zelda fans.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Gamers
The Panic Attack Juice in a Can
My mental health is very important to me. Especially as a mom of two little children. I usually like to try and walk around wearing my anxiety with a lot of courage. I have struggled my whole life dealing with anxiety. I know it's ruined my life in some ways. Sometimes I just cringe over moments where my anxiety took control of a situation and got the better of me. But that is how life can be like when you struggle with severe anxiety and depression. As a mom, I feel like I have constantly chugged coffee for the last almost four years of my life. Hey, raising kids is no joke, it takes a lot of energy to run around after kids all day. The biggest thing I noticed with my caffeine intake was my anxiety.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Confessions
Hedi's Story
For years, Hedi had been quiet. Her truth had lied, buried deep within the shadows of her life. She yawned. After being exhausted with years of survival mode under her belt, she had been through more than enough. All she wanted to do was rest, but she just couldn't give in. Her brain was wired to replay. As much as she wanted to turn her mind off, she just couldn't. All her problems and memories just seem to replay inside her brain, over and over again. Like a video loop. She just was tired. Tired of fighting, struggling for survival. Some days just never seemed to end and today was another one of those days.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Fiction
