You get through security seamlessly. You’re surprised, as you always are, that nobody has checked your passport yet. You wait. Then you wait some more. You ration your phone battery so you can listen to choons on the flight. People queue up. The queue always looks like there are far more people than the plane… Continue reading Traveling Alone: Some notes.
If you ask me 2018 was a bad year personally. Things went... sub-optimally. There were some low periods. My car’s brakes died during that snow storm in March. I was lucky nothing happened there. My hard drive deleted so I had to redo an absurd amount of work for my Masters. I got injured twice,… Continue reading Negative Focus
This year take off your mask every now and then. You know the one. The mask you wear in front of other people. The smile you’ve perfected. The sometimes pseudo-confidence. Take it off every now and then in 2019. Let down the ego a bit. Ease up on the narcissism, and the self-centered defaults we… Continue reading Take Off Your Mask in 2019
I’m sick of getting unexpected phone calls. Unexpected phone calls from family and close friends instigate panic every, single time. Alarm bells go off, and with good fucking reason. Unexpected phone calls imply bad news, mostly. This week was no different. Earlier this year I was sat in a lecture in UCD when my phone… Continue reading Unexpected Phonecalls
Your jaw is clenched. Your teeth are firmly together, not really hurting but there’s pressure there. Your shoulders are coming up towards your ears, rather than staying at home. After a while you get quite hot, and everything becomes quite irritating, as you become increasingly irritable. There are just a few of the physiological and… Continue reading Are You Stressed?
2018 so far has been a mixed bag for me personally. It’s had its ups and downs. In brief, I got injured twice, my hard drive corrupted, I had to get eye surgery. There were plenty of set-backs. At the beginning of the year, my mental health took a hit. I was lonely, and in… Continue reading Through The Ringer
I meet people everyday. I meet people, some I know, some I don’t. I meet people who fake it. I meet people who pretend to be someone they’re not. I meet a lot of happy people but I also meet people in the struggle, who aren’t sure where happiness is. I see people and I… Continue reading I Meet People Everyday
There’s a weird discrepancy that exists between how you see yourself, and how others see you. We seem to always give ourselves the benefit of the doubt. We decide that although we may act out of character, that ‘this isn’t the real me’. We persuade ourselves that our negative actions aren’t part of what makes… Continue reading Own Your Mistakes
The human body demands sleep. It necessitates it. We spend about a third of lives asleep on average, some more, some less. I read once that scientists can’t even figure out why we need to sleep. Something to do with a defect in cells that cause it to exhaust. I don’t know the whole story… Continue reading Short Story: There’s a Lack of Youth in Asia
Everyone seems to care about mental health now. Is it a social trend now? Hashtag Mental Health, look we got some new friends now. Most don't get what mental illness entails, How the mind unfurls. How misguided thoughts bring darkness to your whole world. Do you even know anyone with schizophrenia? People talk about mental illness… Continue reading “We save our nice words for the funerals”
We all make decisions, very second of every day of our entire lives. Every second is a decision, every breath, every blink of the eye is either a conscious or unconscious decision. Life is fundamentally a long intertwined, integration of consistent, simple decisions. It’s a strange way to think about things, but every decision, or… Continue reading Being Good vs. Being Nice & The Importance of Word Choice
I’ve talked before about getting anxiety. I get anxious sometimes. I’m not saying I’ve an anxiety disorder, that’s different. I’m saying I get anxiety. I get a normal human emotion. So do you, no doubt. Sometimes it can be excessive and debilitating, but that doesn’t mean it’s a diagnosed disorder. I feel like people forget… Continue reading The Difference Between Self-Pity and Mental Illness