Author: Tara

  • Making an Effort

    Some days I feel as if the struggle is more real than others. Some days there is no real struggle at all, in fact. However, when climbing up out of a depressive cycle, the struggles can feel like mountains. On the outside, I think I am fairly well put-together. Even from my partner, I try…

  • Bringing Light and Leaving the Dark

    There are few things that trigger my negative psyche these days. Thanks to meditation, reading a lot of books for reflection, and general maturity in life through experiences, I always look inward before letting myself get absorbed by other’s actions or words. Introspection is a daily habit rather than a passing whim for me. So,…

  • Puppy Love, C19 and the Psyche

    Two weeks ago, I had this moment of darkness where I could not see any light in my world and I closed my eyes not wanting to see it in others. It has been a while since such dark moments have passed over me, but when old traumas are triggered one can never really know…

  • Head in the Clouds

    Ever since I was young, I have had a fascination with the clouds. Not in the sense that most kids have in trying to create shapes out of the formations and imagining stories as they morph their shapes floating across the sky. Rather, in the sense that there are worlds above them and in them.…

  • In Hating the Love of Money

    Money is one of those topics that is either an expression of love for it – when one has it – or a hate of it – when one doesn’t have it or has a jealousy of others having it. It is also one of the major stressors in relationships: marriages, partnerships, consumership, and even…

  • F*CK Politeness?!

    I bet you’re wondering where I’m going with this after writing a bit of a ranty post a while back on etiquette? This pop socket is on my phone and I love what it represents. Yep, let me explain…. I still standby the need for basic etiquette like saying ‘please’ and ‘thank you’. However, I…

  • Ode to the Misery of Allergies

    Oh the sniffing, the sneezing!Thankfully, I’m not yet wheezing. It’s that time of yearwhen being outside causes fear. How long can I lastbefore the final pollen is cast? I try to stay upbeatnever wanting to admit defeat. But, alas, I cannot keep up the fightas my puffy eyes decrease my sight. I cannot pretend anymore…

  • “Home”

    Yesterday, I participated in an interview for someone doing research on the adoptee diaspora and was struck by a few thoughts stimulated by her questions. One of them is around my concept of ‘home’, which is a recurring question in my mind. Coincidentally, or not, I had just been talking to my brother for an…

  • Returning to Normal-ish

    I love to travel. It seems like an obvious thing to say as an expat, but there are expats who live abroad and see the world and there are expats who live abroad as they would in their home countries. I am of the former.  Despite this love of travel, I detest the process of…

  • My Adoption Journey – 6:  The First Adoptive Family

    I have just written my second attempt to request information from my first adoptive father. This time, I hand-wrote a letter to send in the regular post. I tried an email address that I found online since post is a bit delayed and sporadic these days; however, after no response and no idea if it…

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