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This cognitive dissonance makes us feel like frauds, like imposters. Because even when we say we want equality, but we still crave the emotional rewards of old roles: the chivalry, the service, the power.
I had a panic attack recently. At least I think it was a panic attack. My…
Cultural traditions shape who we are, but at what cost? This article explores the hidden cost of cultural loyalty, from silent expectations and emotional strain to the impact on mental health. It’s about finding balance between honoring tradition and embracing personal freedom.
What happens when faith, guilt, and anxiety grow up with you? A therapist’s honest take on religious shame, mental health, and rewriting the rules of belief
Would you rather experience ultimate life satisfaction or settle for stability if it meant never feeling truly fulfilled? The line between selfish and selfless choices isn’t always clear. Sometimes, chasing your dreams feels like betrayal, while staying close to home feels like sacrifice. The truth is, every choice comes with a cost- and the struggle to decide can feel like standing at a crossroads with no easy answer.
Defeated by my own thoughts, I learned that ‘broken’ doesn’t mean ‘useless.’ Here’s my journey of navigating self-doubt, embracing vulnerability, and the long road to redefining myself and love.
I’m awake, aware, but paralyzed. I can feel him- quiet, tall, hovering at the edge of my bed. I can’t move, can’t scream. All I can do is feel the weight of fear pressing down, waiting for the horror to unfold
The pandemic has forced us to sit with uncomfortable truths about ourselves and the world. This blog is a reflection on messy thoughts, existential dread, and figuring it out together.
Every journey begins with a single thought. This space is my outlet, a place to reflect, share, and start conversations about personal growth, mental health, and all the messy beauty in between.
