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 →
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…
View original post 123 more words
I think I want to be a therapist. Because: I want to work with people, but in a way that I feel involved with their lives. I want to have a personal relationship with my clients. I want to work with them in a way that touches their lives. I remember when I was a really small... 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 →
I did not plan on writing this post. I'm not going to edit it. I'm not going to design it. I'm going to write because I need to- I'd hate myself if I didn't. This is not a movie review. I do not write movie reviews. Please don't read the post if you haven't seen... 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 →