this is life.

Well... It's been another long while since I last blogged. In the past four years, I've been telling myself: "I need to blog more. I need to blog more." And yet... I never do it. Funny how this healthy habit changed to rather just sit around and do nothing, or watch videos, etc. I guess... a big part of me is afraid of facing the reflections and high self-awareness that I possess. It's weird because I work as a counsellor, and it's pretty much in my innate character that I do that in a constant manner - but it's really daunting to sit down and really process those thoughts and channel through concrete words.  In my work, I love to use visual aids with my clients - Interactive Drawing Therapy, Sandplay, or just writing things down on a whiteboard or a piece of paper. All of my clients would tell me the same thing: that it is immensely helpful to put down their thoughts and feelings to a medium where they could actually see it - because it's clearer fo...

It's not really okay, but there are times that I just have to really jam the whole idea of "every individual is unique" into my personal-self's script. It's hard!  *sigh*  -Jas-

Well.  There are always times I love and hate being an only child. Today would be one of the days when I hated to be one. People think that being an only child is lucky - and one of the common stereotype is that only child wouldn't experience something people call "sibling rivalry" or basically being compared to someone else.  That is incorrect. I grew up my WHOLE LIFE being compared to my aunt(s; oh there are many other people I was being compared to within my family). Either I'm in someways negatively similar or dissimilar to whoever people were trying to compare myself to. And yes, today happened to be another one of those "being compared" days that I absolutely loathe.  I hate it. I really do. Let alone having my own parents doing that to me over and over again. I hated it because I was constantly being reminded of my imperfections - that I'm never "(good) enough". My "good"s and "OK"s are always being dim...