Six Months of Silence & a Lifetime of Chaos
Hello lovely readers, this is Pavithra back again on MY TWISTED LIFE JOURNAL — yes, finally.
I know… it’s been forever.
June to December.
Six whole months of no blogs, no updates, no chaos-filled rants from me.
But trust me when I say this:
I didn’t disappear… I survived.
Where Do I Even Begin?
Let’s rewind to June — the last time I posted here. I was doing fine… well, as fine as someone like me pretends to be. And then life said, “Oh, she looks stable. Let’s fix that.”
And boom — chaos entered with a full-time contract.
Between college, semester exams, assignments piling up like they had a personal grudge against me, and something I thought was a committed relationship… everything slowly started slipping out of my hands.
The Breakup That Broke More Than Just My Heart
Ah yes — the “bad breakup.”
It wasn’t just bad.
It was the kind that drains you, leaves you blank, and makes you question whether your brain and heart are even on speaking terms anymore.
I didn’t even get time to process it properly because life was like:
“Oh dear, you’re crying? How cute. Here’s your internal exam schedule.”
Perfect timing as always.
You’d think that was enough drama, right?
Nope.
The Rebound Era (because my brain was clearly on airplane mode)
Somewhere in the middle of the emotional rubble, I made the genius decision of entering a rebound.
Did it help?
For two minutes, yes.
And then it just added a whole new chapter of confusion, detachment, and “what am I even doing with my life?”
I wasn’t just going through it —
I was starring in my own psychological thriller.
Every Month Since Then? A Canon Event.
If my life were a movie, these past six months were the plot twists the audience didn’t see coming.
July? Emotional rollercoaster.
August? Character development arc.
September? Side quests I didn't sign up for.
October? Inner peace for 5 minutes.
November? Chaos said “Hello, missed me?”
December? Here I am… crawling back to reality (and to you guys).
Every month had a lesson, a crisis, and a new version of me trying to emerge.
Messy? Absolutely.
Growth? Definitely.
Therapy? Mentally, yes.
Why I Went MIA
Because sometimes, survival becomes a full-time job.
And when life hits from all directions — academically, emotionally, mentally — blogging takes a backseat.
I wasn’t ready to write.
I wasn’t ready to reflect.
I wasn’t ready to be vulnerable.
But now?
I’m learning to breathe again.
To feel again.
To write again.
And if MY TWISTED LIFE JOURNAL stands for anything, it’s embracing the mess instead of running from it.
So, to all my readers who noticed my silence —
I wasn’t gone.
I was living through experiences that shaped me, shattered me, rebuilt me, and ultimately pushed me back to this space.
And trust me… I have stories to share.
If you’ve ever gone through months where life felt like a series of canon events stacked on top of each other, stay.
Read.
Share your chaos with me.
This is Pavithra, signing in again on MY TWISTED LIFE JOURNAL — and I promise, the comeback is going to be one hell of a chapter.
