A few days ago, I posted about the relentless anxiety I experience. On reflection, I think that post was too raw to share. I decided I need to censor myself. Does that make me inauthentic? It probably speaks volumes about what a slave to my emotions I have become. As I write this new post, … Continue reading How to overcome anxiety with self-care
We spend so much time rushing. Rushing to work, to buy groceries, to activities. We are constantly in each other's way. On the road, in the supermarket, at the park. Simply driving from point A to point B feels as though we are all driving real-life dodgem cars. We tail gate and vent frustration incessantly. … Continue reading Do we see each other?
My daughter dances with such abandon, it's infectious. Whenever she hears music, she raises her tiny arms way up into the sky, gracefully swaying her little frame, and makes gentle woooooo wooooo sounds. Other times, she stomps around and pumps her arms up and down rigorously, her lips pursed as she breathes in and out … Continue reading Dance like no-one is watching
My toddler woke at 5am. Try as I might, no amount of patting or shushing or singing could get her to return to her usual fitful slumber. That meant I couldn't either. Rubbing my eyes, I zombie-marched to the kitchen to take my thyroid pill, as I have done for seven years and will do … Continue reading Living your best life *sigh*
Towards the end of Kindergarten, my family moved, and I changed schools. From the moment I set foot in my new school, I was bullied relentlessly, until the very last day of Year 6. Six years of my childhood. Almost its entirety. I still don't know why I was targeted. I remember it starting because … Continue reading Can you forgive your bullies?
In a recent post, I touched on society's contradictory attitude to sobriety. Nobody likes a messy drunk but nobody likes a teetotaler, either. In my culture, drinking is equated with fun and celebration. I mean, people love to have fun, right? Fun is an essential side to life. Having zero fun in your life sucks. … Continue reading The sobriety paradox
There are many reasons to drink. I get it. In sobriety, I have pondered all of the reasons for allowing myself to drink. I carefully planned each situation. And then I heard a woman in recovery say that she lost a child, but she can still never drink. My eyes stung. That was supposed to … Continue reading It’s not worth drinking over