Looking Beyond The Mirror
The black sport shoes, the only pair of shoes I have, weren’t in a condition to grace my feet for an outing without being washed first. There was nothing I could do about it since I noticed them pretty late, right before I was about to step out to meet a friend after a long time. I subtly judged myself for living an unorganized life. Then my self-esteem made a comeback by saying that ..Read More
Grief Is Not Linear: Cumulative Grief Even More Complex
Last year, with the onset of the pandemic, all my distractive outings came to a halt. I needed the tools and support to deal with my basket of grief. There was no choice but to sit and process it. While reading about grief and healing, I was introduced to something called..Read More
The Rubbish Truths 