Holidays seem to bring out the intensity of whatever our beliefs and attachments to family are. It starts to tingle unconsciously in October, after the September hustle and bustle has settled and Halloween rolls closer. Once late October and early November are here,...
In America, we have no real sense of what the word “friend” means in our everyday vernacular. I noticed that we have this interesting cultural piece where “friend” represents everyone from the person who has seen and supported me when I was in shambles to my...
I could always be counted on to pick up Christmas and New Years’ shifts in college. The holidays didn’t hold the same joy that it seemed to for my coworkers so it felt like the most logical decision. It was either this or… As I sat in the quiet office, rocking...
I read a post on Facebook that described bereavement as the inability to give all the love and feelings we have towards a person who is no longer physically with us. Bereavement brings up a host of feelings, ranging from relief, guilt, shame, rage, surprise,...
I don’t see myself as a perfectionist, because I don’t do things perfectly. (See: the irony of perfectionism) However, I would be lying if I didn’t say that the pursuit of becoming perfect occupied a lot of my emotional time. The pursuit gave me the...
