A warm cup of coffee by the window, music in the kitchen and pajamas until noon; after four years of the hustle and the grind, these are...

I think it’s safe to say most of us haven't been able to process time as we used to before the pandemic. In such fast-paced lives, we may...

This is definitely something spoken about too much, but humour me. Adolescence. It's characterised by awkwardness. It's the way things...

When I was 10 years old, I distinctly remember wishing I had been born blonde and blue-eyed somewhere in the USA. I used to think of...

A mental health music blog on account of Mental Health Awareness Month :)

Gratitude - almost a buzzword, constantly thrown around on social media, magazines, newspapers, etc. We're told to maintain gratitude...

a love letter to my future self; in the form of free-verse poetry

“I don't feel like myself when I look in the mirror anymore” “Me too”, I say, with a sense of comfort. “I keep beating myself up over th

The majority of my childhood passed with my nose buried in the latest book I could get my hands on. But unlike Peter Pan, I did grow up.

On my 18th birthday (well, kind of), I baked my own birthday cake. Cost-effective? Nope. Delicious? Not really. Empowering? Definitely.

Tw: Eating disorders Dear Mrs. Therapist, I write this to you at two o’clock from the carpeted floor of my closet- for this is the only...