Long before mental health became a hot topic, desperate souls were said to be going through the dark night of the soul.
Stuck in 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 →
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.
How to never practise self-abandonment again
Children of dysfunctional homes often end up repeating the same relationship patterns they learned early on, first of all with themselves. This is what feels safe and known; our nervous system and brain is still stuck in fight-or-flight mode and cannot distinguish toxic patterns from healthy ones. We practise self-abandonment before others do.Did you have... Continue Reading →
How reality TV is helping my mental health (no joke)
I must be the first person ever to state this, and I'm well aware of the controversy. After all, 38 deaths have been linked to former reality star contestants, and the online trolling has been horrendous. How come someone as outspoken about mental health as I cannot keep away from Love Island each night? Many... Continue Reading →
Depression taught me to live again
Last summer, my 2-year depression came to a head. I took myself to A&E and refused to leave, knowing that if I did, I would be all out of options with my suicidal depression. Previously, therapists had sent me away, stating that my problems were above their pay grade. Yoga had been helpful to the... Continue Reading →
Willing to be a bad friend – perfectionism in friendship
Like marriage, friendship cannot survive long term if one doesn’t at least give the semblance to care. When one’s feelings are hurt, someone needs to do the work to overcome it. When it is always the same person, how could a human being stop themselves from resenting them? Life is too short to force connections... Continue Reading →
Sand in my belly button #poem
Stretching my toes onto cold wooden floor My fingers undo whatever i wore Poking at buttons i got from a store My belly deletes all of your wars Sand without beach carried within Sadness only hides in my grin Screams carried in wind cannot begin Without first hiding in my delicate skin
Other guys #poem
red and blue and yet and you andfind me something that won't leave thensick as dogs as slick as yourslose that smile and then my warswink of an eye blink and then crysink before you say goodbye your words pile high til they match my eyesyou go on and i'll meet other guys
Reparent Your Soul 