Ms. Rodwell
Bio
call her a pseudonym or a catfish, but she'll persist in her pursuit of fabulousness
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Stories (37/0)
climate change and dishonesty
August 16th, 2022 I delayed this entry because I was afraid of writing it. I’ve been hesitant pouring this out as this is a feeling I thought had been left in my teens. Dissatisfaction towards the horrible aspects of the world. The complex problems with seemingly easy solutions, though no one seems to be doing much about anything. And when I mean no one, I mean the ones who can actually make a change. The super rich, billionaires, governments and companies.
By Ms. Rodwell2 years ago in Confessions
tell me how I'm feeling
August 5th, 2022 It’s been confusing. I haven’t quite understood how I’ve been doing. A certain stagnation that feels numbing, patiently waiting to feel something. Maybe that’s the doom of generation-internet: the constant blend of tiny pleasure in a vast of boredom, like reaching for Instagram while waiting for an elevator, or riding the bus. Boredom and funny videos, music, serotonin. But you’re bored.
By Ms. Rodwell2 years ago in Humans
the protector in me
July 2nd, 2022 I had felt this feeling before. It was a tad familiar. A certain protectiveness over someone. I had reached this state when I considered having children, and I was afraid I would never truly develop the protector in me. I couldn’t remember a time where I actually felt it, but it clicked this week. I know I felt it now.
By Ms. Rodwell2 years ago in Confessions
what's with exclusivity?
June 9th, 2022 Ugh. Today I’m legitimately angry. I made the mistake of attending one of the worst events in the city I live in. The worst part about it is not necessarily the event itself, but rather the attendees. With their noses pointing to the sky, all dressed in black thinking they’re oh so cool. Claiming that they're artists and truly believing that their art is meaningful. Trying to impress me and everyone around them. Disguising their bragginess when confronted about it.
By Ms. Rodwell2 years ago in Confessions
head vs. heart
June 6th, 2022 Being honest with myself was never this hard. I thought I was gonna be okay, but no. It kicked in. That old feeling that is unrequited love, which I know so well. I hoped to be immune to it after being in a serious, monogamous relationship for almost 4 years. But still, no.
By Ms. Rodwell2 years ago in Confessions
I'm considering a breakup
May 31st, 2022 I thought it would be silly to start this entry by saying that the shows and movies we watch impact our emotional stability severely. But here I am, saying that the shows and movies we watch impact our emotional lives severely.
By Ms. Rodwell2 years ago in Humans
a tough start at a new job
May 13th, 2022 Hell is other people. - Jean Paul Sartre It is Friday and I have the weekend off at work. I worked for 6 days in a row this week and I'm tired. The work itself is not so bad, but dealing with people swallows my energy. Even at lunchtime.
By Ms. Rodwell2 years ago in Confessions
I'm deeply sorry
May 5th, 2022 Oh mother, The past three weeks were tough. On me and you, and we both know it’s my fault. I’m sorry I made you cry, especially after not seeing you in two long years. I realize I’m not always pleasant to be around. And that I criticize the choices you have made. But when we talked, and made up, I began to understand. I had been slowly breaking our precious relationship, blaming you for years for making the first dents and cracks.
By Ms. Rodwell2 years ago in Confessions
alone at the pool
May 1st, 2022 April fooled me. What a tormentous month. I was alone at that flamboyant pool under the scalding sun; once again, after many years. My boyfriend was across the globe and my few friends were hungover from the night before. I usually don’t mind being alone, but the nostalgia was drowning me. Perhaps if someone else had been there, I wouldn’t have been afraid of diving in, of refreshing. Perhaps I’d still feel lonely.
By Ms. Rodwell2 years ago in Families