This week we’re going to discuss my biggest takeaways from my short time in therapy and what kind of therapy I chose to undertake and why. If you are wondering whether it’s worth your while at all, this should give you some idea.
I’ve been thinking about how people we’ve cared about – people we’ve chosen – have the power to change our minds and indeed our lives. Here is a love letter to those people who’ve changed mine.
Now don’t get me wrong – I am not a garbage heap of a person – but I recognise that there are parts about myself that are not necessarily conducive to my own happiness. So they have to go. Or I need to get better at dealing with them.
Or accept them altogether.
I suppose it is a good thing that I still tend to surprise myself. Which I have done, with the answer I came to when thinking about this question. What is the Greatest Love of my Life? I was watching a Vanity Fair interview with Stephen Colbert, where they had asked him this question andContinue reading “Figuring Out Basic Things About Myself”
2020 has come to a close and lets think about anything other than resolutions and workout plans. Please.
This week I’m focusing on what it actually means to be an adult. What are the criteria? Should there be criteria? Are we all just in a constant state of growing up, never to be fully grown?
Hopefully we can figure it out.
Not only have my own first times been on my mind, but also everyone else’s. Everyone whose first time involves me. Any kind of first. First Kiss. First Colleague. First Friend. The intense interconnection of all of us, of everyone I know.
Today we’re talking about personality, about who we are, and why it’s so freaking important for me to figure it out. I don’t have all the answers, but I do have a ton of questions and a handful of theories. Let’s have a conversation.
I’m surprised I managed to talk about the Afrikaans language, Taylor Swift as well as my poor reputation in high school, but we managed it! Today I’m talking about what I’m deciding is contrarianism. Because for the longest time I seemed to think defaulting to not liking everything would make me ‘cooler’ and protect me from failure.
Why are real conversations so difficult? Why do we avoid conflict like the plague?