It's like my soul has these gorgeous church windows, but I can't see the colours. By being introspective about my resentments, I'm wiping them one by one.
Our flaws are superpowers yet not controlled
The Ultimate Secret to Leaving Your Abusers
I spend a long time believing that pity was love.
The truth revealed to my childhood abusers – their response?
It was a sunny Sunday morning, and I was walking to a busy cafe to tell my parents about my childhood abuse.
Am I in love or in trauma?
Do you find yourself attracting the same kind of partners? Trauma feeds trauma
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.
There’s nothing more frustrating than trying to relax
I thrive in chaos. It has been a childhood companion to me, always waiting around the corner.
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 →
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 →
Nobody abused me more than I ever did (or how I became unstuck from my trauma)
In my never ending journey to heal childhood abuse, I've had to face a painful fact: I am the only one keeping my trauma alive. Now that I am an adult, nobody but me is responsible for how I feel and how I choose to live my life. Of course, most days, I don't really... Continue Reading →
Reparent Your Soul 