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At the Crossroads: Why I Need to Find a New Job
Yes, I have mental illness. And yes, I work. But I have been ruminating on quitting my job yet again. For the past three years of working in the public school (a very…
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Art, Crafting, and Coping
For years, as is known to many of my contemporaries and friends who have known me ever since, depression and anxiety has always been my staple. Not a week goes by without depressive…
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Some Site Overhauls
2019 is here, and I resolved to make some changes to the blog. I have started with the new incorporated Ashe theme that I find very beautiful to behold: the site looks fresher…
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The Year That Was and the Year that Would Be
This 2018 has been one of those rough years for me: a three-month leave from work due to a rupture in my moods and mental state, sporadic outbursts of emotions on the web,…
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On the Question of Help
(This is originally a social media account status message I wrote which I thought I should repost here.) This is a mystery to me, actually. If one helps himself or herself all throughout,…
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Reluctant Agnosticism
For all my life I have been into religiosity and faith. I remember that, as a child, I would collect rosaries and prayer books, voraciously read the Bible, and participate in Bible studies…
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Resolutions for Mental Health: Anticipating the New Year on a More Positive Note
For starters, I am not one who could be found scribbling away New Year’s Resolutions on a notepad or encoding them onto a word editor or blogging about them—really, mostly because I resort…
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The Daily Grind: Depression By The Day
I admit that I can feel depressed even when I am working or in the middle of a task. More often than not, I end up staring blankly into space, as though time…
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The Prevalence of Depression
This week I have been primarily distressed most of the time; and although I would find it uncomfortable, I still—at times—search and long for it as though a cub to her mother, a…
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POETRY: Memento Mori
This is a poem I wrote in commemoration of All Souls’ Day, where people troop to cemeteries to remember and recall their loved ones who have died. I don’t know much how to…
