Today, I realized just how much everything around me is broken.
It hurts when you never wanted to break things. Even when they weren’t really in good shape in the first place. Because however broken they were, you kind of knew what to expect.
Sometimes the choices you make lead to fractures and fissures that you never intended. But that doesn’t mean it’s your fault. Even when other people feel that it is.
I’m no stranger to hurt. But it never gets easier, no matter how many times it happens.
Especially when the ones who hurt you were supposed to love you.
And the reason you hurt is because you choose to love.
Differently.
From how they choose.
To love.
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Clarice Fong
ContentEd. It's both a title (short for content editor) and a descriptor (being satisfied in life).
I focus on brand-building content strategy in the digital space. I have a never-ending booklist and I consume varied content on a daily basis. My habit of hoarding information helps me pick other people's brains over tea. I enjoy meeting people and have a knack for asking the right questions. My secret (yet uncapitalised and unmonetised) skill is leading others towards personal epiphanies.
I've written a self-published book on content marketing for a boutique digital marketing agency. Once in a while, I appear in social media to talk about the online world. My latest book project is on mental illness and the Christian community. Some of the my blog entries may make it to another book about singleness in the not-so-near future.
Because life is short and the days are long, I also have a weekly podcast.
