Thoughts — Self Help

I did a stupid thing recently - I decided I needed a break from meaningful relationships in my life. Yup, it felt as dumb as it sounds. But I still think I did it for all the right reasons. You see, society said I need to have meaningful relationships as I grow up, so I went ahead and made quite a few of them over time. But for a very long while now, I have felt weirdly hollow; like I was missing something, I almost felt uncomfortable in my own skin. And after quite a few days of thinking, I...

Finding the perfect therapist is like finding the missing piece of a puzzle. And for that, we may have to go through a few misfitting pieces to find the one that is just right. The number of times I've noticed red flags from peoples’ stories about their therapists is something I cannot even keep tabs on anymore! For a lot of people, to gain the courage to even start therapy is a huge deal! Therapists hold this kind of privilege where what they say is like a bible for the client. The hurt that a therapist can cause to the...

Quite often I’ve been told by my friends to get out and travel, and (because I have other priorities or a small budget) I would internally roll my eyes and think something along the spectrum of “I got this”, “I don't need to”, to a more wholesome “I doubt travelling would give me anything more than I need”.  I also developed an annoyance towards the repeated mention of travelling (more so, solo travelling) which is quite the trend on social media and dating profiles, to the point where they incessantly use hashtags along the lines of #travelbug #wanderlust that lead...

Today I want to talk about a party that all of us enjoy (yes, that includes the JOMO kids) - you could be an introvert, an extrovert, young, old, or fall under whatever other categories you can think of - I can tell you for certain that you’ll enjoy this party. Are you ready for the party of the millennium?  It's the *drumroll please* PITY PARTY! The thought of the universe being against us while we persevere might seem upsetting at first,   but isn’t there something so addictive about feeling that way? Picture yourself in this scenario: I’ve been...

I’ve  always had a lot of friends - I know this might sound a little boastful but well, it’s true. I believe I am an extrovert and being around people makes me happy. My weekends have always been full and I wouldn’t have it any other way But having spent years around my (several) social circles, there’s always been a thought that’s bothered me, something I think about even now : I never fight with my friends. If (and when) I do, it always ends up being blown out of proportion. I’ve realised I alway rationalised my anger by telling...