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Often when I sit down to write about a particular topic or idea, it is often weeks, if not, months after mulling it over in my mind. I recognise it now as an essential part of my writing process, hence I seldom write on whim when it is topics larger than myself, i.e. mental health. Partly, because I am incredibly conscious of the fact that I am not a psychotherapist or counsellor of any sort, I don’t hold the qualifications — although I have contemplated it numerous times over (and who knows what the future holds). Nonetheless, the other aspect…


Sometimes we lose souls in our lives way ahead of time. It all feels premature — you weren’t ready and they weren’t either, but you’ve been pulled apart with such force that there is no possible way to reconcile the gaps dooming your once tethered souls.

There’s an idleness where there was once a light of laughter, a quiet hum of wind constantly swirling through your thoughts takes the humble place instead of the sweetness of commonality and familiarity. It is hard to mourn a living, breathing soul. The what if’s become far more stifling than those accompanying the mourning…


I once read that ‘grief is just love with no place to go’, while I thought I understood it; it didn’t quite resonate in me just yet. Whilst I had felt grief, it was often clouded by rage and anger, or enveloped by a numbness I only knew too well. Despite having walked around with what felt like a gaping hole in the past, grief looked different this time. I learnt very quickly that grief felt at its fullest capacity often left you feeling agape, almost unearthed. The soil you once toiled, simply no longer was. I learnt that it…


When I first decided to write about this, I was not sure whether to hide behind the words of others or whether to use my own as a rightful vehicle of healing. Throughout the years I have often leaned on my written work as a means of healing as much as I have for hiding. The ease of slipping into the words and stories of others meant that drowning out the reality of life was much easier. It required little to pick up a novel or an essay or an article and delve deeper into another’s psyche, be it fictional…


Robin DiAngelo’s White Fragility delves into the psyche of whiteness and its’ interwoven counterpart — racism. DiAngelo dissects and discusses the ways in which the external manifestations of whiteness and racism can present itself through the phenomenon of ‘white fragility’, which DiAngelo states is in fact situated in historical and institutional power and control. DiAngelo defines white fragility as best “conceptualized as a response or “condition” produced and reproduced by the continual social and material advantages of whiteness.” …

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