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Healing

  • The content is a series of introspective thoughts shared by the author during a five-month blogging hiatus. It captures feelings of worthlessness, disconnection, and a yearning for validation. Through personal memories and experiences, the author reflects on their relationships and emotional fragility, grappling with their past interactions and ongoing struggles with self-worth. Read more

  • This collection of ‘thought notes’ chronicles the author’s personal reflections shared via WhatsApp from August 2025 to January 2026, during a five-month blogging break. It includes varied entries ranging from essays to brief statements, expressing raw truths about healing and the complexities of emotional struggles. Read more

  • After a five-month hiatus from posting, the author reflects on their struggles with ADHD, trauma, and mental health. Despite feeling overwhelmed, they communicated with themselves through WhatsApp. They recognise the importance of self-compassion while understanding the toxic dynamics around them. Now, they aim to share their journey through retrospective writings. Read more

  • quick fix…

    It’s common knowledge that if you need mental health support of any kind NOT to go to anyone you know – it’s too close for comfort. I admit, I went against that tenet and had a session of hypnotherapy back in April 2024, two month after I’d had the punch in the gut and kick Read more

  • finally healing…?

    Until last week, I’d had a five week hiatus from from therapy – or should I say counselling (same difference really). Quite a gap considering I started off with weekly sessions and in some instances, I recall having two sessions in one week when my emotions were boiling over, feeling seriously messed up and dysregulated. Read more

  • I know I had a “Babadook” living in me for a very long time… (and it’s taken me weeks to try and write this post which is siginificant in itself). It’s just too huge a subject in my life. No, I never coined the phrase ‘Babadook’. It’s a movie I was drawn to watch about Read more

  • I feel like crying. I’m conscious of the fact that I haven’t written in 3 weeks not because I didn’t want to, but I just can’t seem to. Yes I’ve been away for 9 days in between (which is a valid ‘excuse’) but after writing my previous post where I candidly expressed how my pain Read more

  • I’ve been wondering lately: is there a gift in my childhood trauma? Is there something beautiful in the bad, some sort of meaning that I need to find? Is there something to learn from my painful experiences to help me live differently, to mould and shape my life and make better choices? The questions arose Read more

  • My mental health has taken a huge nose-dive this past week. I’m still fragile. Extremely. I feel like I’ve collapsed from within. My emotions are teetering and simmering on the surface and I’m edgy as hell. Very edgy. I’m crying easily over seemingly minor issues and I feel weak from within; all my inner strength Read more

  • My anxiety has a voice. It’s only very recently I’ve realised that it’s the voice of chronic anxiety (although I hate labels like that). It’s a negative voice by default constantly popping up in all kinds of scenarios warning me of some impending doom. But I don’t think it (meaning the voice) or me are Read more