Roles and responsibilities are piling up, and so does the guilt associated with them. When it is impossible to do everything, what do we do first?
The art of prioritising
And then I said no
This week, while dealing with loss and guilt, self-care took on a different form for me. A tattoo that was waiting to be finished had to make way for me to get some sleep.
What does unhealed trauma look like?
When I was still in the midst of it, I thought trauma could never be healed. But now I can see how trauma is not a life sentence!
What if we DID choose our parents?
I was thinking about the cycle of suffering we go through, blaming our behaviour on our childhood. Can a little thought experiment free us from resentment?
Desire to parent means wanting to BE parented
As a childless gal, I wouldn't dare to make this statement myself. Do people have children when they want to be unconditionally loved?
Raising kids? Avoid this ONE THING
It's very simple advice, and most parents go the other way. Raising kids has a million rules, but there is only one to follow to assure a loving upbringing.
Want to kill your family? How to deal with anger in lockdown
Do you feel stuck between loving and hating the people you're self-isolating with? Anger and resentment are natural emotions, now more than ever.
Why you NEED a break from your parents
Being grateful to our parents has nothing to do with the fact we crave their approval to an unhealthy degree. Are you scared of their rejection?
We Are Both: Parenting and Apocalypse Now
Show me someone not terrified of becoming their parents. The only way most people learn to cope with their childhoods is to vilify their parents, in a childlike 'I-wasn't-given-what-I-am-owed' kind of way. Reparenting yourself often becomes a race against time to break the cycle, process your pain and heal your family - before you start... Continue Reading →
Odyssey
Our lives were one from the start And will stay one with all mother’s lives Whatever we do, its too late Too late, she says I see you in every woman And behind every man Where am I? Am I in your belly? Under your foot? On your back? All I know is I’m there... Continue Reading →
