My mother had an aversion to relaxation. Probably because any form of stillness left her alone with her thoughts for too long. But she’d tolerate the zoo.
I really like Harry Potter. So much so that I even wrote an essay on the series for my Children’s Literature Class at uni — I got a good mark for it, too! I always joke that Harry and Ron even attended my graduation in Glasgow (see picture). So being the enthusiastic reader of the books that […]
We can’t be constantly in survival mode while also trying to heal. So ask yourself if Facebook makes you anxious, maybe it’s time to take a Facebook fast.
Everybody gets that. I don’t believe that anyone, any human being, doesn’t from time to time have a meltdown. Welcome to the human race.
Compassion is not the same as letting people get away with whatever they want. Compassion is also expressing limits.
While we are subject to abuse, we sometimes cause pain to others too. We are recruited as Flying Monkeys, and are tricked into doing the abuser’s dirty work
This week, that memory came back to me. Not because the hashtag triggered me necessarily, but because I was very hesitant to add my #metoo.
The problem with being told to leave my comfort zone for me as a survivor of abuse is that for the longest time I had no comfort zone.
In a world where we are hardly viewed as people, and more as the embodiment of whatever job we have, we may need to ask: what are boundaries at work anyway?
Having a bad day? Feeling the hurt and the fear? Would you wish you could just curl up in a ball and disappear? Here are three ways to turn the tide.