HeyJaredLetters to Self
Hi, I’m Chedia—your favorite raw poet. Welcome to "Letters to Self", where I share quiet reflections and unfiltered feelings through poetry and writings. Let’s get in those feels together—one poem at a time, one post at a time.
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Thoughts Behind “Silent Thoughts” (opens the original)
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If I could put you in my mind, you would be here, listening to this voice note. Read more
Silent Thought LXXIV: pretty... (opens the original)
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Can there beabreakbetweentodayand tomorrow?I need 24 hours to decompress from yesterday.I type this from my bed at 1:50 PM EST. I am usually at my desk — typing, editing, backspacing, italicizing, spell-checking. But today, tuh-dae, I needed to
Life in 24x3 (opens the original)
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Life comes at me so fast that I am not sure what is happening at times.One thing I noticed once I started writing daily was that I write to discover what is beneath the surface.Let’s rewind to the last 72 hours of my life. I was putting pressure on myself to write new poems, putting pressure on myself to promote my book, Making Sense of My Heart — a story told in stanzas, finally resting all night, getting back in my groove of fitness, and managing emotions as my grandmother was admitted to the
Silent Thought LXXIII: Vantage Point (opens the original)
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I am the house of everything seen and unseen. I write this after my little cousin tells me she has always seen me as someone who is “put together”. I write this from her perspective while also writing the lived perspective.———————————————————Your footsteps grew louder,weight of everything you carried pounded the floorYour strength lied in the way your chin remained parallel to the floorAt times
Resting does not mean stopping. (opens the original)
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Thank you, Substack. You give me space to slow down and read gems. I recently read rest is spiritual. Rest is a practice, not a reward. Those were the words I needed while pivoting and holding my pen tight as I hit the curves.“Sometimes” is not enough, and “all the time” is too much. Finding the balance between the two is what my life is right now. Leaning one way makes me feel out of control. Leaning the other way makes me feel overly in control with anxiety lighting my path.Stepping back from
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