Blank

I am drawing a blank. In fact, I have been in this blank state of mind, or rather, an extremely muddy mind, for weeks. I started on five different drafts on different topics; none of which had more than one complete paragraph. Ideas kept on bubbling up in front of me, however, I can’t seem…Read more »

Therapy VI

I was standing in front of a wooden door, with my hand on the golden doorknob. The color of the doorknob was a little worn out. Behind this door, it was a bright open space that has all the equipment I would need to create whatever I want. I was waiting there, at the door,…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 »

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 »