The Confessions Of An Attention Whore: On Trust

“Do you trust me?” he asked, half expecting that this was a rhetorical question and half holding his breath as he really didn’t know what answer to expect. This is one of those questions I answered so easily. Come to think of it, how easily the answer flowed was reason to panic. But to be honest, …

Be Happy

I was not happy. I had not been happy for the longest time.I was the type of sad that dreaded life. I was growing into a bleak shadow of my self. My self drive was Kaput. I could not stand my days, they were characterised by a total lack of will to do anything and …