Category: 🌱 Healing & Becoming
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the first dive
“asking for help without knowing how deep it would go” I’m not used to slowing down. Listening to podcasts. Reading. Breathing on purpose.Meditating. Journaling. All of it feels new. Slightly unnatural.Like trying on someone else’s habits. Growing up, most things were functional.We maximised productivity. Optimised time. Streamlined processes. Even reading was functional.You read for exams.…
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rupture
“emotional release during stillness in yoga“ My gym offers a bunch of classes.Different kinds of yoga too.I figured if it was free, it probably sucked. Yin.No idea what that meant, but I signed up. It was a noon class.Mostly retirees. I walked in late and unrolled my Lululemon mat dead center.A quiet statement. Ready to…
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rag doll
“on people pleasing and the perfect daughter” “You’re my perfect daughter.”My mom told me that in kindergarten. I carried it like a prophecy. Straight A’s. Class monitor. Polite friends.A gold-star girl, smiling on cue. At first, it felt like love.Later, it felt like a cage. Under the stickers and praise,I wasn’t thriving. I was performing.…
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auto-pilot
“when I stopped living and didn’t even notice“ I didn’t realise how long I’d been drifting.Routine is sneaky like that, it camouflages dissociation quietly and politely, almost responsibly, while you’re disappearing in plain sight.Somewhere between the motions, I stopped being. I didn’t have language for it yet, just the feeling of drifting, catching my breath.…