09 | Sunday Routines

Happy Sunday everyone! I hope you are all doing well. I feel like this weekend went by way too fast. They always do, but yet the work week drags by. I'm feeling well rested and calm today. I'm really enjoying Blogtober and the feedback I've gotten so far. My cold has pretty much went away … Continue reading 09 | Sunday Routines

My Group Therapy Experience (…it was a Fail)

Back in May, I was invited by a long time friend of mine to join group therapy cause we both felt like we could really benefit from it. If you didn’t know, May was considered ‘Mental Health Awareness’ month. And for the sake of privacy, I won't mention the practice that held the therapy sessions. … Continue reading My Group Therapy Experience (…it was a Fail)

Respect My Boundaries

“NO” is a complete sentence and it’s one that requires no explanation. I don’t need convincing and please don’t ask me anymore questions after I said what I said. Nowadays, when my boundaries are ignored or pushed, I immediately go into defense mode and all respect is off the table. It has honestly taken me … Continue reading Respect My Boundaries

Woosah: Quick and Easy Stress Management Techniques

"So far, you made it through 100% of your worst days." - is one of my favorite quotes to remember whenever I felt like I couldn't make it through the day. It’s a reminder that at the end of the day I’m still strong and resilient. We all have experienced moments of high stress. Stress … Continue reading Woosah: Quick and Easy Stress Management Techniques

A Time for Reflection

First and foremost, I just want to say thank you to all my diary readers and supporters. “WE DID IT JOE!!” The past 6 months of blogging has been fun and healing for me and in less than 36 hours from now we'll be saying goodbye to 2020 and entering into the unknown territory of … Continue reading A Time for Reflection

Side Effects of A Non-Affectionate Childhood

I can count on one hand how many times I remember being hugged or held by a parent. I'm not saying my parents didn't love me, I just don't remember being comforted when I really needed it. And whenever I was, it was always my dad. But once I grew up into middle-school ages, it … Continue reading Side Effects of A Non-Affectionate Childhood