postcards by hasif
Letters, stories, journals, essays & the soft, messy beauty of everyday life.
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We Forgot How to Live Slowly (opens the original)
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The Pressure to Have Life Figured Out (opens the original)
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Learning How to Love Without Losing Myself (opens the original)
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I hate that I still understand what it feels like to wonder if someone left because there was something wrong with me.I don’t mean that I sit around thinking about it all the time. I actually don’t. Most days I am fine. Then something catches me off guard, and I remember how badly I wanted to be loved by that person, and for a second I am back in that place where I was trying to understand what I had done wrong. It is such an ugly feeling. You can know that somebody simply did not choose you and
Why We Become Attached to Places? (opens the original)
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You Have to Let Yourself Move On (opens the original)
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There is a strange point in life where you can know exactly what you need to do and still find yourself doing the opposite. You can know that something has ended, know that a person no longer belongs in your life, know that a certain habit is keeping you in the same place, and still find yourself reaching for it whenever things feel uncertain. I have caught myself doing that before, holding onto something I already knew I had outgrown simply because letting go felt much more final than I was rea
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