I've been having a writer's block for a couple of months now - you know, life gets in the way. I thought this post was a good way to get back into it. My grandfather was somebody now you'd describe as a 'Highly Sensitive Person'. He had four children, my mom, and her siblings, all... Continue Reading →
And if you don't love me now You will never love me again I can still hear you saying You would never break the chain (Never break the chain) - The Chain by Fleetwood Mac (Remastered 2004) Over the past few days I watched both parts of Guardians of The Galaxy, Vol. 1 & 2... Continue Reading →
In 1931, historian James Adams first publicly defined the American Dream. Adams' often-repeated quote is, "The American Dream is that dream of a land in which life should be better and richer and fuller for everyone, with opportunity for each according to ability or achievement. It is not a dream of motor cars and high wages... Continue Reading →
Harry eases into his couch with a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans after a long day of Quidditch practice. He opens his diary and starts to scribble to himself. What does it mean to be nice and likable? Have you really thought about where these concepts of 'good' and 'evil' came from? "We've... Continue Reading →
Dear Reader, I woke up today, howling from a nightmare that felt like reality. In my mind, I was screaming over my mom's dead body. My mom? grandpa?? I can't even tell anymore. "You're going into shock! breath slowly Shruti..." my Aunt holds my face close and whispers into it. "I can't! I can't stop!"... Continue Reading →
This story about Slippy, our favourite member in the house and our toilet, who recently fell very ill. In leu of his unstable health, we pray that our dearest feels better soon as without him we'd feel emotionally and physically impaired. Recently, in our quaint lovely home, we had a toilet fiasco. For the sake... Continue Reading →
With the Avengers Endgame smashing movie records, its fans are overwhelmed by the awesomeness of it all. Amidst my adoration for characters and my feelings of gloom around the end of an era, I can't help but feel a little disappointed. The word 'too much' keeps coming to mind. Too much death. Too much sadness.... Continue Reading →
Baby, come-a back-a, come a-back, come-a back To the lips a wanna kiss you! Baby, come-a back-a, come a-back, come-a back To the heart that learned to miss you! You never shoulda gone away, You never shoulda gone away. - 'Baby Come-A Back-A' by The Chordettes. Have any of you seen Marvelous Mrs. Maisel? The... Continue Reading →
All of us know the impact our parents have on us. More often than not, their needs become our needs, their insecurities become our insecurities and their baggage becomes our baggage. In this whirlwind of emotions, it is easy to forget that parents themselves have learned these behaviors and are empathic human beings who may be willing to unlearn it for the sake of their children.
Recently I have met a Professor of Psychotherapy, a Consultant Psychiatrist and a GP – all parents of children lost to mental illnesses. Here’s what one mum says:
“Whenever I have seen a therapist, they have gone straight to my childhood, my up-bringing, my parents and their parents. All my behaviours and feelings seem to be explained and understood based on their behaviours, however ‘normal’, for their times. I am encouraged to think of all the ways in which they could have directly or indirectly damaged me.
By that principle, all of my child’s behaviours and feelings should be explained and understood based on the behaviours of his parents. Half of them is me. I agree. I must be part of the problem. My profession is perceived as a bigger problem. ‘High achieving Asian’ parents are assumed to put a lot of pressure on their children. So much so, the…
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I don't know how many of you really remember what it was like to be in high school, but I'm sure most of you can relate to this: Remember the times in school when kids used to want to be a part of the popular group? I bet the popular kids themselves had their own insecurities... Continue Reading →