It was a sunny Sunday morning, and I was walking to a busy cafe to tell my parents about my childhood abuse.
The truth revealed to my childhood abusers – their response?
Parenting problems? How to heal intergenerational trauma
Oh the irony of parents blaming their children for their outbursts!
Fight your instincts and love your abusers!
Yarris, wrongfully convicted of murder for 22 years, refused to wish ill on his abusers. I would have become like them, he said.
Conquering my void inside with awe-inspiring confessions
'How to deal with the void inside/ the need to run away'.My friend crumbled up the note I wrote for our topic meeting today. I held my breath.The room was small today, the bad weather keeping away everyone but the regulars.I didn't mind, I needed to hear from people who had been travelling this road... Continue Reading →
Stuck in the Dark Night of the Soul
Long before mental health became a hot topic, desperate souls were said to be going through the dark night of the soul.
Somatic experiencing changed my life (or how I learned to be at home in my body)
It's 7:30 at night, and this all too familiar unease sets in again. A restlessness, a feeling that whatever it is, I'm not doing what I'm supposed to be doing. Yet I stay slouched on the couch. And that's where somatic experiencing comes in. Over the years, I've turned from an avid novel-reader to an... Continue Reading →
Do you feel stuck blogging and have too many passions to write about?
I started a blog to write my little heart out about all the topics I care about, but that turns about to be quiet a few. Not only have I read all the SEO guides I could find and am still none the wiser, but it seems that diversifying topics is the #1 mistake new... Continue Reading →
Editing my first short film (or how to slowly lose your will to live)
I finally shot my very first short film that I wrote and directed! A dream that I'd aspired to for years had finally come true in November 2019, and I was over the moon with the result. Pulling MIRRORS off in 4 shoot days with a crew of 10 people was one thing, keeping it... Continue Reading →
I’m so terrified of being a bad mother, I’d rather not be a mum at all sometimes
I was watching a mother-daughter duo on the tube today, how carefully the mum would adjust her daughter's woollen hat, and started welling up with tears. She was clutching her little one's hand tightly even sat down, as if she was terrified of loosing her amid the rush hour madness. I sympathised, thinking "if I... Continue Reading →
The healing effects of pointless, tangible art – stop procrastinating, create your own therapy!
Hobbies should be something that allow you to lose yourself in the activity, something that brings you pure joy and has no other other purpose entirely.
