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Mocha Diaries: FOMO

Mocha Diaries: FOMO

Ever since I can remember I have suffered from FOMO ( Fear of missing out). I never really knew why it was so important to me to be like everyone else and have a similar existence, but I feared if I didn’t then I would regret it. I remember in high school it was particularly strong. I had a fear of missing out on homecoming and prom, even though I had no interest in either and I actually wish I…

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Mocha Diaries: The Power of No

Mocha Diaries: The Power of No

When I was young I was a very timid child outside of the house. It was almost like I had split personalities inside and outside. My youngest sister brought this to my attention when I was in high school and was in utter disbelief that I was the same person in school as I was at home. Scenarios can makes us change to fit in or stand out. I think my early years of being overly shy when meeting strangers…

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Mocha Diaries: The Clouds Are Lifting

Mocha Diaries: The Clouds Are Lifting

It has been a while now since the clouds have been lifting out of my life. That’s my little metaphor for my depression and anxiety issues at hand. Since I turned 30 I have been on a slow but steady incline toward a more sound mind. I’m not sure what exactly triggered it, but I’m thankful that my mind is more peaceful than it has been in a decade or two.

Mocha Diaries: Of Blue Skies and Kimchi Cravings

Mocha Diaries: Of Blue Skies and Kimchi Cravings

I’ve been home for almost 5 months and the adjustment has not been easy on me. I always felt toward the end of my stay in Korea that I didn’t belong or quite fit in. Now being home I feel the same way. It was a dreaded feeling I carried deep in my chest that I didn’t really belong or fit in anywhere. I’ve always felt odd, like I was the odd woman out. Never quite fitting in, always somehow…

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I’ve Got No Energy For You Now

I’ve Got No Energy For You Now

When I was in middle school and high school I used to write a lot of poetry, not that it was great but I enjoyed expressing myself that way. Now I don’t do it, but maybe once or twice a year and it is a fleeting thing that normally gets thrown out and never sees the light of day. I’m not the best poet, I don’t really follow any rules, it’s just a way and format to express myself as…

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Mocha Diaries: Thanks ‘Rents

Mocha Diaries: Thanks ‘Rents

Happy Global Day of Parents!  According to the UN, June 1st, is to celebrate all you lovely parents out there! And in honor of my lovely parents I thought I’d write something a little special. Mother’s Day was a busy family mess with shitty weather, and I won’t be around for Father’s Day, so it needs to be said.

Mocha Diaries: Tears of Frustration

Mocha Diaries: Tears of Frustration

The last few days have been a little rough on me. Not that anything substantial has happened in my life to make it that way, it’s just a bunch of moments of sadness and frustration with myself that have overwhelmed me a little here and a little there.

The Pooping Grounds

The Pooping Grounds

The Pooping Grounds. Shitter. Wash Closet. The Porcelain Throne. The Bathroom. Whatever you want to call the place you do your business let’s talk about it!

Mocha Diaries : In Between Land

Mocha Diaries : In Between Land

In Between Land.  That’s where I am.  Where is in between land? It’s anywhere between where you were and where you will go! It can even be a state of mind. In between land is kind of a rough place to be. I’ve been back home for 5 weeks now and I should be adjusted to life, but I’m not. I have no semblance of a life I was used to as I reverted back to how my life was…

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Mocha Diaries: The People We Meet

Mocha Diaries: The People We Meet

I’ve long believed that the people we meet, we meet for a reason. I especially feel this more since I live in  a city at the moment. Why are we only friends with certain people? Why are we not crossing paths with all those who pass by us on a daily basis? Why doesn’t everyone in the world know everyone? Granted I think most of us couldn’t keep 7 billion names straight if we tried, but it is something to…

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