So, now that I have you hooked with that thoroughly captivating title, let’s have a talk. Just me and the bountiful audience of three. Recently I’ve been going through a renaissance of sorts. And by that I mean I’m not the wee child I was…let’s see…half a year ago. Has it really been that longContinue reading “Just whatever…”
Tag Archives: mental health
Kitchen essentials: Anxiety & trauma
Okay, so first off, I’m not trying to infiltrate the cook blog niche. With that being said, let’s dive into today’s episode of The Great British bake off, but with a twist. All the contestants participating have to have a moderate to severe anxiety disorder. In my kitchen, I allow ( and even encourage) myContinue reading “Kitchen essentials: Anxiety & trauma”
You’re in an abusive relationship with yourself
How do you treat yourself? Do you find yourself blaming that less assertive, innocent and soft spoken part of yourself whenever you’re under stressful situations? Do you use buzz words like ‘Stupid’ ‘Dumb’ ‘Hopeless’ ‘Pathetic’ and a slew of other synonyms for ‘I hate myself’ rather frequently? Well, if you do (and please for theContinue reading “You’re in an abusive relationship with yourself”
Tinder, Tinder, who’s the fittest of them all…?
Hey! It’s your favourite unhinged and self loathing writer! And boy do I have a doozy for my dear readers today. So I was tinder swiping one fine morning. You know, one of those Monday mornings where you’re bored out of your minds because you don’t have a job, aren’t studying and no discernable hobbiesContinue reading “Tinder, Tinder, who’s the fittest of them all…?”
Dirty but finished- A poem (and a little bit of self realisation worth sharing at the end)
I’m a finished piece of art,A dirty canvasAnd no space left for you to correct it,Not a perfect sculptureBut atleast all my parts are still attached,If you try to make changes, I’ll only fall apart;Too late to mould me into something I’m not,Too late to mould me into something you’d someday want,I’m sorry I hurtContinue reading “Dirty but finished- A poem (and a little bit of self realisation worth sharing at the end)”
Expect nothing, hope for everything
Hi. It’s me again. Your internet friend who flickers on and off more than a candle in the wind. Sorry, I have some severe abandonment issues to work through. Anyways, the doom and gloom aside, let’s get on with today’s post! Okay, so just by a show of ghostly- interweb-hands, how many of y’all rememberContinue reading “Expect nothing, hope for everything”
A drunken rant
I know I’ve been MIA for a week and I’m guilty of wasting precious time getting drunk, smoking and eating like an anemic pig. But I realized something quite life changing in one of my many drunken stupors: I have been putting my earplugs on wrong all my life! While I was totally trashed onContinue reading “A drunken rant”
Foundation for teeth
Wouldn’t foundation for teeth be a totally marvellous invention? Like seriously, why hasn’t anyone thought of it yet? I think I wanted to link it to something else and use it as a clever metaphor. But I’m drained and exhausted and the pulleys and levers in my brain are dry as a bone. So beforeContinue reading “Foundation for teeth”
Blue pill, yellow pill and the white one that makes you go numb…
Just my second post and I’m already jumping into the heavy stuff. Whew! Boy is this gonna be a doozy. So I feel like you should know a little about me before I start rambling. You know, just so you can get the context. I mean don’t get me wrong, I’m all about being mysteriousContinue reading “Blue pill, yellow pill and the white one that makes you go numb…”
Prady On The Beat 