Nationality-wise I can make claim to 3 countries, but I'm not sure my heart belongs to any of them.
Trauma recovery is kind of my thing. So when a recent trauma threw me, I thought bouncing back would be no biggie.
While stuck in traffic last Sunday, my friends and I realised that anger is nothing more than being stuck perpetually in our fight response. Why do some things always get the better of us?
Today, I celebrated by cancelling all my plans and sleeping for hours. Sometimes, this is what depression looks like. Sometimes, it's self-care.
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!
This month, I spearheaded the campaign to remove a predator from my social group. Not only triggering, I am disheartened at how hard I've had to fight for this.
My friend looks relieved as he recounts his drama-filled days."I used to say to my wife 'we cannot have things too nice because they always go wrong'.I do not think like that anymore. My days are quiet now, peaceful."I too identify with his words. Did I love the drama, or did the drama love me?... Continue Reading →
There's many asking whether to cut off friendships, break up or limit communication. Why do we rely so much on external validation to follow our heart?
I had registered the yelling of the cats long before I actually woke up. An incessant, high-pitched sound of three cats, all gathered on my balcony.