I was telling my partner that I am suffering from an existential writer’s block: I cannot help but feel everything I write or tweet would seem frivolous at this point in time…
To save the world we have to save ourselves
I’ve been down with a persistent cold for two weeks now. It got better in the middle, but it flared up again twice. I hardly get flus or colds, but this year…
how our identity can imprison us and what it means to be free from it
In my last post I mentioned that out of nowhere while travelling I could feel a discernible feeling that my depression had lifted. It returned for a couple of days before and…
on my previous dependence on social media, what I sought from it, and why I eventually let it go
on integrating the different parts of myself, both online and offline.
why I suffer and how can I live in a way that can do as little harm
on having stockholm syndrome towards the narrative I have of myself
on repeating old patterns in an infinite loop