Does it ever seem like you’ve made tremendous progress in your healing journey only for it to feel like you’ve taken several steps back when an unexpected trigger occurs? First of all, that’s fairly normal, because there is no expiration to healing. It is a life-long process with a never-ending commitment. Second of all, as complex creatures […]
Have you ever been at the receiving end of random acts of kindness? You know, the ones where you least expect them, but they bowl you over, nonetheless. The ones that restore your faith in humanity and rekindle the need to pass on that kindness to another stranger in need. I’ve had a few such
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February was hard. It tested me on repeat. I had days where my mind raced, and my heart ached. I had moments where I questioned myself and my decisions. I had times where I lost all clarity and direction only to feel scared and overwhelmed. Thankfully, I made it to the other side whole and
I was born with what I’ve considered a deformity for most of my life. The fourth toe on my right foot is the same size as my pinky toe. I’m not including a picture, because I find pictures of feet weird. Regardless, I have two regular sized toes right after my big toe. Then, there’s
Have you ever griped about your family? No matter who you are or where you are, you probably have, and you’re not alone. Because families are bizarre, but their strangeness becomes more acceptable or unbearable with time after which appears a fork in the road. At that point, we either break away and distance ourselves from
A few days ago, I had a dream that I’ve never had. I saw my very first home. I only lived there for the first three years of my life, so most of what I recall is not from memory but from photographs. Although, I vividly remember a few of the rooms in the house,
The year-end holidays always throw me for a toss. I have spent so many of them on my own that there’s a small part of me that relives those days no matter what. Then, there’s also the heartbreaking memory of almost losing my life one December night, which leaves me thankful yet scared. December has
Over a year ago, I enrolled in art classes. I’ve always enjoyed drawing, so it felt like a worthwhile use of my time. It was also my attempt to overcome the loneliness and disruption of relocating to India. I figured that instead of hoping for change from people and places that felt too foreign to me,
There was a time when changing my mind on any decision meant reneging on a commitment, which was an unacceptable course of action and a direct assault on my character. The emotions were that extreme, because my entire identify was based on being accommodating and making things convenient for others even if it meant overextending myself.
Recently, I was thinking of the betrayals and losses that we experience in life, and how we recover from them. We lose a part of ourselves because of them, but we also gain lessons and awareness from them. In time, these experiences turn into accumulated baggage of fears, anger, hurt, and, most importantly, a loss
