Perfectly Imperfect

The goal is not to be perfect; the goal is to be accepted for the imperfections.

Tag: unrealistic

Loneliness

Once in a while, logic is put at the back burner, and emotions take over resulting in the overwhelmingly deep sense of loneliness deriving from a collision of rational reasoning and engulfing emotions. An overdrive of emotions yet leaving a sense of emptiness.

The dichotomy of emotions and rationality works like a switch, and there is also an emergency trip switch. Overwhelming and confusing emotions set off anxiety, and anxiety trips the emergency switch to high rational mode. In order to maintain functionality, we talk facts and logic, which can be unacceptable. Imagine this, when someone in your life dies, the only thing you could do was to talk about normality of life cycle – birth and death. It’s a way to explain the particular event – death – to make sense of what is happening; but it would be considered as highly insensitive and inappropriate. Our difference in coping methods divides us in times like this. There should be no right or wrong way to cope, yet our response would be considered offending.

ReFa Carat – Face Shaper

I noticed a subtle change; a sharper chin and leaner cheeks, but it’s very subtle, so I dismissed that as a psychological expectation. It is until I put the photos side by side for comparison! After this photo comparison, I became more enthusiastic in using the ReFa! I should try using on my tummy and thighs!

The ReFa CARAT is designed to replicate the gentle pinching and kneading sensation that an Aesthetician might include as part of your treatment. These actions stimulate your skin and the muscles below and increase circulation. The ReFa CARAT works on your body such as:

Jaw line
Face
Underarm
Waist
Inner thigh
Neck
Chest

Asperger’s Diary – Rumination in Bubble World

I live in a bubble world of my own. I crave to connect with world out there; I desire for a soulmate who is the same and we will blow a bigger bubble to encompass our individual bubbles. When the bigger bubble is safe enough, we burst our bubbles to be one. Poetic, isn’t it? Therapy  Like my autism, seeking…

Surreality

There was at time when I walked through life in surreality. Everything seemed floating and unreal. I was convinced that if I were to close my eyes, everything will STOP and nothing mattered. It wasn’t about death, it was about the unconsciousness in reality. Have you wondered? What happened when you slept? My world stopped moving (in a way) when…

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