Dian Tinio
Dian is the author of Catastrophes, a prose and poetry collection exploring living and loving, breaking and mending, falling and rising, losing and surviving. Get in touch with her on Instagram and Twitter.
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Dian Tinio
Don’t Let Comparison Spoil The Celebration
We see other people winning and we feel the need to compare. Why do they have better jobs? Better relationships? Better bodies? Better skin? Better lives? We look at their win and we think that somehow it invalidates our win, when really it doesn’t.
If Only I Knew I Was A Pretty Girl Too
If only I loved myself then the way I do now, maybe I wouldn’t have wasted my time comparing myself to every girl that sat beside me, and maybe I could’ve believed that we could both be beautiful and that it was never a competition.
It’s Okay If You Feel Broken Today
Today, you are not going to rush yourself to feel okay, to feel better, to feel happy.
Your Brokenness is Not Your Fault, But Your Healing Is Your Responsibility
It’s our choice to confront that brokenness. It’s our choice to admit that it shattered us to pieces, but restoration is possible.
The Moment It All Made Sense
At 17, she gave her all to someone she thought was worth it all. But she was just 17, she didn’t know that he was just some boy — he didn’t know that his words were sharp and it could leave a mark.
A Letter To My Late Father About Everything He’s Missed
Anyway, you know when they say a year can do a lot to a person? Imagine 5 years. How much does that do to a person? Apparently a lot.
I Hope You Don’t Just Happen To Anyone
Hey you, I hope you don’t just happen to anyone.
Christianity Is Hard
It’s creating time to meet Him wherever you are.
Sometimes, Love Means Leaving
For love should be building each other in love and in encouragement.
I Don’t Wanna Be Pretty Anymore
I don’t wanna be pretty anymore. I wanna be someone with a purpose.
When I Fall In Love, This Is How I Want It To Be
I want love to always try. I don’t want love to be lax.
Love Came Too Early
He likes the thought of being early though. So much so that sometimes I feel like, He came too early in my life.