He was 15 when his Hungarian parents thought it would be best for him to come to live in the UK with another family. His parents were refugees in …Mental – I – zation
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 →
*And, oops, my heart went oops It went into a spin of loop-di-loops You must've thought me kin to nincompoops The silly way I acted* - Oops! by Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong Cute, but annoying friend at school: "Dudeeee... Your fly is open!" I look down, panic, and get up to run to the bathroom... Continue Reading →
It starts in my soul, and I lose all control When you kiss my nose, the feelin' shows 'Cause you make me smile, baby, just take your time now Holdin' me tight, wherever you go - Bubbly, Colbie Caillat All of us have grown up with the concept of the one- the one person we... Continue Reading →
Yes- I know the title doesn't make sense. No- I'm not going to make it any easier for you to understand :') An important thing that you should know about me is that I love decorating my room. I feel like it's a representation of my personality and I love going creative with my space.... Continue Reading →
Do you know what it's like to paint? For most people it's purely meditative. I'd never had that experience before. I used to draw when I was a little kid- like most of us did. But after crossing middle school, it wasn't something I took seriously. I wonder why. My sister is a fabulous artist!... Continue Reading →
"So! Is He... in your class??" I said "Yes," said Chuddy Buddy "Is He... from this city?" I asked "Yes," she said "Does He plan on going to the same University as you??" Chuddy buddy smiled hesitantly and said... "She. It's a She." "I! Uh. What?! Um. You should have told me earlier!" I gushed.... Continue Reading →
Let's talk about Brocode. Bromance. Broism. Bromide? I don't know! All of the above. Except for Bromide. I failed Chemistry 😀 We all know the famous brocode that is honored among bros. These are the obvious rules or guidelines among bros that are religiously followed in order to show loyalty to the pact. Examples: #1 Sisters are off limits #2 Exes are off... Continue Reading →