A common saying is April Showers Bring May Flowers and boy did April bring some rainy days. I cried a lot more than normal this month. Shedding old memories and the death of self-sabotaging behaviors as I embraced the discomfort that accompanies the growth process. My times were filled with yoga, journaling, and maintaining and... Continue Reading →
I’ve always found peace in the rain and its many pleasures clearing the old tension, washing away one sin, and heightening the emotional release of Mother Earth. As the wind blows across the trees and the gentle sways become rough, my heart resonates with the strength of emotion and the restoration that comes along with... Continue Reading →
With the COVID-19 situation going on right now, there have been a lot of unexpected moments. As I reflect on my 22nd birthday this past month, now is an even more appropriate time to sit back and ruminate upon the lessons I’ve learned. This change was also less hectic for me. Since... Continue Reading →
As I am taking a psychology class on theories of personality, One individual that stood out to me was Carl Rogers. He was a firm believer in communicating all feelings to avoid build-up, which results in an inappropriate relay of emotion once one has reached an overwhelming level. Doing so involves risk but can result... Continue Reading →
This post is a recommended read! As someone who is majoring in psychology, I have taken classes that focus specifically on gender differences as a result of societal expectations and how harmful these expectations can be. I absolutely love creating an atmosphere that openly discusses the impact that “masculinity” can have on the way a man decides to portray emotion. Cheers to eliminating the perpetuation of toxic masculinity.
I wasn’t too keen on the exercise that I found myself participating in. To begin with, this was a new set of men that I had just acquainted myself with a few weeks prior. But there I found myself, staring eye to eye with a guy that I barely even knew. At that moment, all I knew is that I wanted to hug him…. and that simple desire brought me more shame than I had felt in a long time.
The exercise wasn’t the least bit complex. In fact, I didn’t expect it to trigger the emotions that it did. Yet at that moment, I felt safe and grateful, and I wanted to hug him…. and I wasn’t sure how to feel about that.
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