A Jar of Ashes

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...

Hello and welcome to the first-ever post of this blog. My goal is to fill this blog with ideas. This “jar” serves as my digital journal and writing practice. Here, I will talk about everything under the sun and moon of my life: stories I’ve read, music I listened to, random info I decided to research, or just plain ol’ “dear diary”.  But it does not mean I would like to be alone in my musings and thoughts. You are completely welcome to comment. Please do keep it respectful. I appreciate a good snark, but one that crosses the line—just the common sense/etiquette line—is not tolerated. That will result in an instant delete and block. Disclaimer: I do not use AI to write. I do use them (Gemini or Claude) to edit and give pointers. Why ‘Jar of Ashes’? Everything needs to start with the name: why and how I chose the name. Those who knew me personally can skip this section, as it’s easy to guess. Those who don’t, let’s get to know each other! My pseudonym is Lusyatik, but my personal ni...