catharsis
forgiving myself for all that I have not become
In sprawling across the inspirational sector of the digital sphere, I was dead set on my mission to reunite with my flaky companion, hope. My recent days have felt fairly gloomy and it was time I took matters into my own hands. In this day and age, you can be sure to find just...
Think Pieces
In Longing for Quiet
I made my way to sit and write in a cafe today out in Le Plateau because I’ve been craving a change in scenery. The walls are a cutting white crisp with old wooden beds laid out in contrast. The lights are dim, though I don’t suppose they are meant to be and if...
Mental Health
8 things I’ve learned from eight years of therapy
Eight years ago, I sat hungover in my dorm room unable to recall the night before. I looked over my side to see a note left by my roommate, along with a tub of Advil. Out for brunch but figured you’d want to sleep in. You’ll probably need this. xo I propped it open,...
Think Pieces
on language that shapes our reality
I had a friend go through a breakup a few months ago and recently, he started feeling ready to put himself back out there in the dating scene. “I’m feeling this urge to become social lately,” he said, “which isn’t like me. I’m not a social person. But sometimes, when I feel social, I...
Mental Health
On Dating Styles and Mental Health
I was talking to my therapist a few weeks ago about this newfound excitement I have towards dating. After being single for over a year and dipping my toes into the dating world only to swim back to shore quickly afterwards, I finally feel ready this time. Having moved across the country, this new...
Think Pieces
On Celebration over Expectation
I have been a hopeless romantic since I can remember. The way that a lover of food salivates at the thought of their next meal, I craved the moment that I would find my next relationship and promised myself that this time, it would be the one. I was ready, and from what I...
Think Pieces
“You’re Pretty for a Brown Girl” and Other Racial Achievements
Throughout my life, I’ve felt disconnected from my own identity – a predicament I took to be framed and exacerbated by myself, as well as those around me. It was only later that I understood the far greater societal impact of it all. My family moved from Pakistan to Canada when I was 2...
Think Pieces
Creating Space: When Disconnecting Allowed me to Reconnect with Myself
I have to admit, I struggled to write this post and make it live for anyone to see. I struggled because I know that this is a very sensitive time in the world and I didn’t want to come across as insensitive. Because there are so many people hurting. So many businesses closing down....
catharsis
Time: What we Perceive vs What we Feel Pt. 1
I remember the day I took this photo, about two years ago in Thailand where I traveled solo for the first time in my life and fell madly and deeply in love with it. There was something so utterly seductive about strolling down the streets all on your own, meeting people as you went...