Chapter 49: Snippets from self-development

Tacky green glasses roost on her head like a giant grasshopper. She flirts awkwardly with the camera as she is half smiling, half duck-facing.

Life stages many different shots of us and each of them tells a story…

Chapter 40: Closure

When a person keeps churning your mind and when your memories of them flood your conscious at whim, it’s a sign that you haven’t gotten closure with them yet.
What is it that causes your soul to flag this chapter with them as incomplete? And what remedies could possibly appease the internal upheaval which is stemming from this unfinished story?

Chapter 34: Are expectations eating you?

Have you ever felt as if expectations circled above you like an intimidating vulture that incessantly preys upon your every step?
What if we simply erased all expectation? Could this free us from this burdensome fear of failing, of not meeting our expectations?

Chapter 33: Battling through conflict with a new strategy

We all breathe in the world in different pulses, leading to varying expectations and beliefs. It is exactly when people‚Äôs expectations split that conflict is sure to follow. What can we do to handle conflict as best as possible? Find out more in this article…

Chapter 31: Sexuality

In the past, my world did not accommodate any form of untraditional sexuality until it came to my awareness how unbelievably redneck my beliefs about sexes, sexuality, and genders were…

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Chapter 24: Lessons for life (pt 1)

Being young comes with an admirable recklessness and an emotional intensity that adulthood cannot compare with. But when we are young, we are also blinded by emotion and deaf to reason. I keep browsing through my memories, with my attention especially drawn towards life choices which I now cannot identify with anymore. To ensure that my future self will not repeat these past mistakes, I have created this list of important lessons my younger self has taught me…