A Jar of Ashes

In the  12 April blog , I had said that college gave me much freer time than a job. That was before a plethora of tasks was heaped upon me, and everything was essentially a take-home job. My mouth (writing) ran much quicker than reality. My free time to blog was obviously taken away from me.  But that does not mean I abandoned this blog. I was just overwhelmed as the quota of writing I do turned into assignments. In the downtime from all of that, I read. Most of the books were non-fiction, which gave me quite a difficulty in reviewing them. I know what makes a fiction good or meaningful and how to express it; non-fiction? The only merit I can set as an assessment is whether I learned something from it. That's it.  So let me tell you about the books I've been reading, simplified. Psikologi-Kita & Eksistensialisme : Pengantar Filsafat Barat, Berkenalan dengan Eksistensialisme, Kita dan Kami  (We-Psychology & Existentialism: Western Philosophy Introduction,...

My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.  Offer me money. Offer me power. Offer me everything I ask for! I want my father back, you son of a bitch I am plagued by heartbreak over a family member’s perceived mistake towards me. The road to forgiveness for that is not easy. Forgetting is a stage harder, as for people with good long-term memory, there are so many memories that stay stuck in my head despite my effort to forget them. That I had overthinking tendencies and extreme mood swings (especially during that time of the month) does not help (but do not worry, I have a doctor-written prescription to help manage them).  You must have heard that forgiving is for the person doing the forgiving; to let go of anger, of heartbreak, and move on to face reality. To not hold onto the thorny past that still gives us bleeding wounds. To still have it in our mental capacity to accept the person again as part of our life, even if strict boundaries or a certain dista...