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…Read more »

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…Read more »

Therapy IV

“Jen, what’s wrong with me? Honestly, I am so tired of all these things. I am tired of talking about it, thinking about it, confused by it and drained by whatever this is.” Before heading into my therapist’s office, I didn’t even know whether I should still go through with it. What’s the point anyway?…Read more »

NOTHING

I must have gained 20 lbs in the past few weeks. I am also too chicken to stand on a scale to verify the actual figure. As soon as the temperature drops below zero, and the Sun is only available during business hours (the exact hours when I am locked in the downtown glass building…Read more »

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…Read more »

World Mental Health DAY

October 10. Yes, that is TODAY! Today is World Mental Health Day. It is ridiculous and sad to know that people, on average, wait 8 to 10 years before seeking help for mental illness largely due to stigma. “Oh, you are just lazy.” “You are just weak and whiny.” “It’s all in your head and…Read more »

Therapy II

Woah my first ever sequel! And thank you for waiting so patiently for this my seven dedicated readers! Sitting on her couch, I reached for a long woolly pillow and held it on my lap. The giant ceiling-to-floor window was right beside this comfortable couch. A line of birds (probably the signature Canada Geese) were…Read more »