At times I forget how far I’ve come in my life. I sometimes forget parts of my past that shaped me into the person I became. But when I let myself think about them, I remember a whole lot. The more I close my eyes and envision myself back as a teenager, the more memories that start to pour in. And if I had the chance to speak to him, my teenage self, to share with him what I’ve learned since then, I would tell him:
Continue reading “A Message To My Teenage Self”
I wrote this a couple months ago, and I wanted to share it because it really goes to show the power of the meanings we will give to things, even with things that are out of our control. I hope this may help you in reframing the meanings you currently give.
I have been sick with a cold the past 4 days. It first started with a sore throat, and then it transitioned into becoming a fever. And then into a runny nose. And then into coughing. And now it’s a mixture of them all together!
But what has surprised me about being sick this whole time is that it is not what’s bothered me the most. All the physical symptoms had taken a backseat in my focus. Then what was it? Continue reading “I Was Sick…and Upset?”
I remember one of the first times I felt truly touched by another person. I couldn’t really place it into words back when it happened, but I know I had felt something deep. It was these emotions of overwhelming love, a deeper sense of appreciation for something really close to my heart. It wasn’t a feeling I had experienced often, and perhaps that was why it was so powerful at the time. Continue reading “When I Reached My Heart”
Many of us have been there, where we’ve reached very dark moments in our lives. These moments are different for everyone. But these feelings of worthlessness and depression are horrible, a disease, and feeds on a person both physically and mentally.
I’ve been there myself, and I wouldn’t wish these feelings upon anyone. Continue reading “Darkness and Strength”
Was diagnosed with autism, but autism doesn’t have me!
I find it fascinating looking back on my life. In the past I use to consider myself a very introverted person, shy, and very set in my own closed routines. I was also more of a thinker than a doer, a dreamer than a leader.
Being labeled as “depressed” and “autistic” in 7th grade may have been my starting point, the point where I confirmed these ideas to myself that this is who I was and who I was going to be. But even at the time I remember feeling I didn’t want to be labeled like this. Continue reading “Autism and Defying the Odds”