Gosh, I am in trouble. When the writing bug hits, I can’t let it go until it’s finished. Fair warning though, this is somewhat of an ugly topic. I know every family has skeletons in their closet. We’re all a product of the environments we grew up in. My family is no exception from this…… Continue reading Abuse, Trauma, or Both?
My biological age is 29. I haven’t learned to do all the things I thought I would know to do by now. On an emotional level, I feel I stopped aging appropriately at least 10 years ago. I do think I already had a host of issues starting from childhood. Many things were never resolved…… Continue reading Down the Rabbit Hole of Childhood
It’s day 8 since I came to to Beijing, China for a 10-day vacation. I started writing this post yesterday while waiting for a flight to Xiamen. It only took 3 hours to get there, thankfully. Being part of a tour guide group for the first 5 days in China, the sights I saw were…… Continue reading Cultural Differences
Everyone has their own living circumstances, whether they chose it or have nowhere else to stay. I am still living under the same roof as my parents. Let me say that for those who are in the same tenacious situation and struggle between being grateful with having a place to sleep at night as well…… Continue reading Parents as Housemates