Tag: family
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Creating A Safe Space for My Healing (Part 3)
Peace is a quiet and powerful sign that healing has begun and that we are emerging from this experience stronger, wiser, healthier and happier; unfazed by external factors.
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Creating A Safe Space for My Healing (Part 2)
When I sat with it long enough, I realised I had been clinging to that letter because I was approaching it from a victimised state of mind. When I looked at it through the lens of a victor instead, there was honestly nothing to prove.
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Creating A Safe Space for My Healing (Part 1)
The framework I used is simply based on our five senses – sight, smell, taste, touch and hearing. This may or may not work the same for you but there’s no harm in learning and tweaking what I did to make it yours!
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4 Ways to Gain Courage and Confidence on Our Healing Journey
Truth to be told, when I was dealt with this mental health challenge, I really wondered where in the world am I going to summon the confidence and courage to surmount this ordeal? Thankfully, I found 4 ways that worked for me.
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Why Me?
Not a rant post. This entry explores the shift in how I tackle the common question asked when one is suffering, and the impact it can have on your life too.
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Part 3: Feeling Deeply Doesn’t Break You
Healing isn’t about avoiding pain — it’s about walking through it with courage. And courage can be learnt.
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Part 2: How I Feel Without Falling Apart
Here’s something I’ve learned along the way: sometimes what we think we’re feeling isn’t what it seems. Emotions can be like a 9-layer kueh stack on top one another.
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Part 1: Before the Calm — The Messy Side of Healing
Healing first requires you to feel everything. This is a reflection part 1 of 3 from my trauma healing experience in facing intense emotions during my recovery journey.
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3.5 Years in Therapy
Tears flowed down my face. It’s not like I can’t bear to leave my therapist. It’s more like tears of disbelief. 3 years ago, I thought this was going to be like a life sentence for me. I thought I’d lose everything.
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Rewriting the Blame
For a long time, there was tension between us. Vicky carried immense rage and blame, particularly towards me. She believed I had allowed the sexual abuse from the relative to happen. That belief hurt deeply, especially when I had always seen myself as a victim, not a participant. But things came to a head during…
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