I am never excited for the new year, but this year felt different. I set and wrote out all of my goals in places where they’re constant reminders. This year is for me to blossom healthier in every aspect of my life. I wanted to start the year off on a fresh note and do … More New Year, Better Me.
After about a month or two, I was over therapy. I kept asking my therapist when am I going to be cured and feel like myself again. I so desperately wanted to feel like the same eighteen-year-old starting college. Just erase all the trauma, heartbreak, and grief; just start adulthood all over again. Life was … More Therapy Chronicles:Growth
After revealing the truth behind my smile, my therapy sessions started to become less superficial. I was in such a dark place, lost faith in Islam, lost belief in Allah(SWT) and lost the value of my own life. My mind gave me no rest, a constant haunting of pain. I was putting myself in dangerous … More Therapy Chronicles: Self-Love
Going to therapy wasn’t something easy for me to do. I felt a lot of shame and weakness for even thinking about going. I can’t remember what initially gave me the push to go, but my very first session was my last for a while. I knew I had demons eating away at me, and … More Therapy Chronicles: The First Step