Recently I have been thinking about how to strike a balance between the contentment of self-acceptance, versus being discontent with your current self and pushing yourself for self-improvement. A main reason for this deliberation is that I’ve spent the past few years of my life consuming a lot of content that had to do withContinue reading “self-acceptance vs. self-improvement”
Tag Archives: mental health
thoughts on the living dead (poem)
We mourn the people who are dead Putting flowers on their graves And sending up prayers for them . But what of those Who are the living dead? . Sometimes it’s hard to see the glaze in their eyes behind their bright smiles Smiles they conjure up to avoid unnecessary questions Questions asked by strangersContinue reading “thoughts on the living dead (poem)”
a short poem on hope
Hey if the sun shines now, how long till the shadows of the night make their gloomy appearance again? and if the night rolls around, how long till the daylight illuminates everything again? you keep turning in your bed asking questions you don’t have answers to … My friend, What if this cycle of lightContinue reading “a short poem on hope”
being ‘chill’
When I started university, there was one consistent pattern that emerged in my life: waking up early in the morning, rushing to catch the train, missing said train, followed by being severely disappointed in my lack of resolve regarding my time management skills. One day, when I was sitting on the train seat and franticallyContinue reading “being ‘chill’”
ladder rungs
Sometimes, it feels like you’re falling, and the longer you keep falling, the darker your surroundings become. Like the ground just got swept out from under your feet and there is nothing that will help you get back up. Like there are no more options left to try. Sometimes, it feels like there is noContinue reading “ladder rungs”
park bench thoughts
I visited a park last winter on one snowy and early morning, and I wanted to record my thoughts and observations that came up from that visit. This visit was during the days when I was going through a wave of depression that was sucking a lot of hope out of me. So I gotContinue reading “park bench thoughts”
Faiza 