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My Tree: Inside the Heartwood
Like a genealogical tree, I tried to map my attachment history and came back with a treasure chest, only that instead of gold it was filled with regrets, things I already knew; truths that are hard to digest. On a twig, I saw a reason to trace back to larger boughs. And when I reached the boughs, it made me question if they really grew out of the same trunk I’ve known. So I slid down the bark and made it inside the heartwood. There, I saw the pattern. It all looked the same. An infinite circle that mirrored itself with every new coat. Layer by layer, the stories looked…
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Self-care: a Must
There has never been a more monumental time in our lifetime to honor self-care than the time we’re living in right now. A few years back, there was no hashtag for it, meaning the concept wasn’t even popular. (Imagine the excuses people used just for a mental escape!) There was not a lot of talk about it, except for maybe in psychology, or much understanding of the importance of taking some time off to practically watch yourself. Just like mental health, which has also taken a much needed turn in recent years and which goes hand-in-hand with the whole concept of self-care, we know now that self-care is a crucial…
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Nobody Asks How You Are
Nobody asks how you are Because you checked in with your stories, you’re alive And your skin is glowing you must be fine and that last post of yours dope, fire, kiss, and hearts You smile a lot to be insane You’re in good shape Your limbs are moving Can’t be your strength Forget the validity of your struggles others have got it worse but thank your god you managed a week full week, now rejoice Work meetings Leisure travels People judging Razzle-dazzle But nobody asks you how you are when you barely managed a phone call before you choked When sleeping is a mystery to be solved When you…
