Tag: #anxiety
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Result
It is the end result that counts. Alexey Brodovitch I am trying to sell my house and the process of it is stressful. Duh. A lot of people have had this experience and if you ask them about it, I bet most of them can only remember if the house was sold at a desired…
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Therapy N+1
I lost count. Before the therapy started, I was thinking about asking my Therapist if she thinks I still need therapy. What is the end goal in this? For me to totally get healed from all my anxieties and depression? I doubt that would happen. Does that ever happen? Raise your hand if you are…
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Silent Night
Night is quiet. All I can hear is the machanical wheels turning in the humidifier; and the constant buzzing in my ears. The tiny little buzzing sound is like a group of crikets singing in the faraway bushes. If I don’t pay attention, it can be easily missed. Then there comes the chatters. It gets…
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Be A Cloud
“When you look at the clouds they are not symmetrical. They do not form fours and they do not come along in cubes, but you know at once that they are not a mess. […] They are wiggly but in a way, orderly, although it is difficult for us to describe that kind of order.…
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Be Careful What You Wish For
One normal day in January, I heated my lunch in the microwave and sat down at the table in our office lunch room. Two of the new hires walked in as well. For the past 2 months or so, our office on boarded 7 newbies and I was assigned to train 5 of them, one…
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Toilet Paper
Sorry, I meant to say COVID-19. For some reason, now when I think about COVID-19, rolls of toilet paper image just pop up in my mind. SARS (SARS-CoV) started in November 2002, when first infected humans were identified in Guangdong province of China. I was in Guangdong province of China at the time. In my…
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Unplug
Yet another day. No matter how much mental struggle that I went through yesterday; how intense was my nightmares; or how impossible everything seemed like; yet now I am living another day. My brand new induction cook top have some fancy LED sensors that supposed to reflect the intensity of heat by different length of…
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Therapy V
I couldn’t recall much of my most recent therapy session with Jen. I only vaguely remember that I talked myself out of a mental cluster, with her minimal interference. Instead of being my therapist, Jen is more like a highly skilled and unbiased (and expensive) friend who is always selflessly attending to my needs, in…
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Library
When was the last time that you have been to a library? I mean not like going in, grab a book and leave; but actually finding a place to sit and spending some time inside a library. Back in University days, library was like a second home to me. Being far away from my sweet…
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Therapy III
I start to think that there is some magical chemical in the air of Jen’s office. More than half of the things I said on her couch were buried so deep in my mind that I didn’t even know they were there. “I want a dark hole to go hide in.” I found myself lashing…
