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I woke up today

I woke up today hoping it’d be much better, but the war in my head brought me back down. The rain poured down and my heart started to ache. I picked up a pen and wrote until I cried myself to sleep.

My eyes grow weary of the salt that burn them every night, of the thoughts that are branded into the depths of my brain, of how unworthy I am of just being.

I dreamt of drifting away until I could no longer feel my feet, until my thoughts were filled with raindrops that cleaned away the ash.

I had hoped again, today would be different. and maybe tomorrow my hopes will come true.

I let it slide

I let it slide because I know you’re going through a lot. I let it slide because I assume you’re having a bad day. I let you say sorry without hesitation because I miss you on days when I get lonely. I let it slide because I’ve known you. You, who drops everything just to be by their side. I let it slide because it really wasn’t that serious. I let it slide and let myself cry in the shower sitting in the bathtub wishing I didn’t let it get to me. I let it slide and cried myself to sleep hoping tomorrow I’d get over it. And again and again I’ll let it slide, because I’m just the girl who’s expected to take it all in. time and time again.

I wish I was loved

I wish I was loved, unconditionally. through days when my energy sucks up a room with my blank eyes. through moments when I’m too scared to speak up for myself. through times when I want to speak my mind and instead keep quiet because I’m scared of being alone. through thoughts of wanting to run falling off a cliff when I can’t take it anymore. through my soft voice screaming to be heard when the winds push me off my feet.

I want to— love myself unconditionally. through days where i want to give up and yell at myself to do better, be better. I wish, I loved, unconditionally.

I miss you like

I miss you like the moon misses the waves of the shore, lingering to bring it closer to its halo.

But you miss me like a shooting star in the sky on the brightest night in the city.

I’ve missed you like a dwarf planet yearning to be pulled back in its sun’s orbit.

But you miss me like a summer breeze on the hottest day in July.

It’s not the same, and it may never be. It’s never enough, and I blame myself for it. I hate myself most for longing to be missed by you like winter’s first snowfall.

I write letters that never get written back.

I write letters that never get written back. I send love that is never received. I say thank you to those that don't appreciate it. I say things that don’t mean as much to the person they’re said to. I run when things get hard. I’m quiet when I feel out of place. I roll my eyes when I’m too scared to speak my truth. Maybe it’s time to burn those letters. Leave those rooms. Speak with my chest. Run into the fire and face everything head on. But here I stand. Quiet. Alone. In my own head as it’s always been.

Depression makes me feel like a dull knife, you know you can still use it but it’s still dull even after it’s sharpened. Try as much as you can, use as much force as you need but the knife will always be, dull. Maybe you’re too lazy to sharpen it thoroughly, maybe you’re too attached to let it go. So it sits there. In your drawer beside the newly sharpened knives, unused, useless, and there in memoriam.

“You should write a novel about your life”

“You should write a novel about your life”, something she’d often hear. Yeah sure, her life was— peculiar to say the least and I guess it’s a life worth the write but it definitely wasn’t something anyone actually wanted to hear. Especially on the precipice of their roaring twenties. Who has a life that bad before their twenties that it’s worth writing about? She didn’t wanna hear that, feel it, especially when she wanted to make something out of herself first. Or maybe too often it was the idea of having to make something out of herself that had burdened her. The struggle, it had to have been worth it of course if she.. made something out of herself. Right?

You turn 18 and you can vote, so you celebrate turning 18. You turn 19, okay no one actually celebrates that, you’re just 19. You turn 20 and damn you’re 20, you’re just a twenty-teen! You turn 21 and you celebrate being able to finally buy alcohol on your own and walk into bars like you’re the shit. You turn 22 and you celebrate .. what do you celebrate? Oh yeah, your Bachelor’s Degree. What about so on and so on? Is it twenty-teen until she’s thirty-teen? She’ll keep celebrating until it constantly feels like she's on the precipice of something great? And nothing actually ever fucking happens?

But she thought too, what happened to normalcy? The struggle to just be.. perfectly normal. Be alright. What about that? The movies had warped her idea that with struggle came greatness, but what if greatness was just— no longer being in that dark place and living a completely normal life? And with a sigh, she dropped her pen and began to wonder when she’d ever actually start writing.

Top 5 Tips to Become a Sustainable Fashion Influencer

Are you one of those people who (before buying) always ask about clothes' material, behind the story of production, total cost, the environmental impact and things like that? Also, it irks you whenever someone around you buys their clothes from fast fashion brands, even after you reason with them never to do that. Or you find yourself sticking to your phone or laptop/ desktop or tab surfing on the internet or social media about the fashion industry and its impact on the environment and wanting to blame every possible person responsible for it. If you answer yes, to any of the things mentioned, then my friend, you are a sustainable fashion influencer without knowing it! And if these things intrigue you to become one, read further to know better.

If you are adamant about making this world a better place or at least want to improve your surroundings or educate people around you, follow these steps to make your dream come true:

Make yourself a BRAND: We all have seen that people often listen to those who have some power or authority over others. And the best way to gain that power is to make yourself a BRAND. You might be thinking, how can you do that? Well, nothing is impossible in today's world. Start making a page that represents you or your idea vividly on a popular social media platform and pour the river of your knowledge over there. One tip here, please don't preach! 

Follow other sustainable fashion influencers: Following someone from your niche will help identify what they are doing to make the world more conscious, how they are doing it, whether people are actually following what they do, or their method of persuasion etc. It might sound strange now, but following this method will provide intricate details about how you can create what you are willing to start. 

Start taking appealing visuals: We all know what people see when they visit social profiles, creative visuals, duh! It does not matter whether you are an amateur. If your photos tell a compelling story, people will be more than generous to give you a thumbs up. Besides, there are a lot of editing apps available, no matter whether you use Android or iOS, that can make the dullest moment turn into dazzling visuals. Or take some inspiration from Instagram, TikTok or Pinterest, where you can see a lot of sustainable fashion influencers and their distinct approaches to teaching people about it.

Start engaging with your followers, and don't focus on the number (just yet!): Engagement with your followers is the key element of knowing people better. It will give you an idea of how your followers deal with the problem, their method of solutions, and different unidentified thoughts for your next post. Moreover, engagement with your followers will help the algorithm to reach the right audience.

Collaboration with other sustainable fashion influencers: We all know a great number of sustainable fashion influencers are out there using the same platform but have more followers than you. The reasons for their mass followers could be they have started it early, or they provide some mind-blowing content that no one could resist (not even you!). In such a case, try to reach them and ask for collaboration. You could do some fun interviews, share some stories, share your journeys, experiences with sustainable fashion brands, etc. There are an uncountable number of ideas present which you can take inspiration from. Now, all you have to do is grab a suitable idea as per your profile and give them your magical touch.

Furthermore, you must keep your searching & reading mode always ON. Be up-to-date with the news on fashion, environment, sustainability and what other brands are doing to make it better. Additionally, you can learn more about the clothing industry to gain comprehensive knowledge about their construction, transportation, transparency, supply chain and so on. 

Besides, it's neither new nor old to be a sustainable fashion influencer, but once you are into it, you'll love to be a part of a movement that intends to make this world a better place.

Moreover, if you are more into the beauty field, where you talk and walk sustainable makeup, you can follow the above tips to become a sustainable makeup influencer.

Also, check another version of this blog here and here

You Are Amazing

It happened once again. She saw that dream again, though not an actual dream but a terrible nightmare. She found herself at the same place, debilitating. Where nothing was visible, only darkness prevailing at everything. She was crying and screaming for help, but nobody came to rescue her.

She heard that people often help girls if they are in need of it, but nobody came for her. Why? Was it because she was not beautiful? Or maybe because she was not fair as a girl should be? She cried over and over again, wandering everywhere on the streets, reaching for myriads of people, asking them to help her, but nobody gave a damn about her. She was devastated, yet hoping that she would be alright like all the happy people used to be. Days had passed, but her situation was getting worse than before. Nothing good was happening to her.

Maybe because she was so irreparable that no solution seemed reasonable to her. But one fine day, she met a few people. People who suffered a lot in their life. Instead of lamentation, they were living their lives like a hero, believing they had won battles. Battles, that made them the great people they wanted to be. Those moments exchanged with them gave her hope to deal with her pain. With each passing day, she was becoming more powerful, both mentally and physically. A new believer, acknowledging that everything would be okay if only she learned how to fight like a warrior. Then one fine day, she saw herself standing in front of a door. A door she had never seen before. Never in any dream or in a nightmare. Surprisingly, she did not remember how she reached there. A door which was shining brighter than anything she had ever seen in her life. She was striding ahead to reach the doorknob. As she opened the door, it became impossible to see what was lying there. But suddenly the light was starting to get fainter, and then she finally saw that that light was coming from a mirror. A beautifully carved mirror that she once saw in an antique shop.

As soon as she touched it, that mirror evolved into HER. It was impossible to believe for the human eye, but that mirror started to speak. It said, “Beauty always resides in you. It does not matter whether you are rich or poor, dark or fair, tall or short. Remember that you are precious. What you have, nobody else has ever had. Be who you are. If you ever try to be like someone else, then you will lose the charm you have. People are depressing themselves with the things they can never have. It is better for you to be happy with what you have right now. If you cry for the things you never had, how will you enjoy and cherish the things to have? Life is a mixture of appreciating small moments that stay with us till we die. Live your life to the fullest, not just drag your days to death. You never know when death will take you. Work hard, have faith and achieve anything, and everything good in life.”

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Shireen