From the category archives:

therapy in session

Hello Sweetie. I need to get a grip on reality.

July 6, 2012 therapy in session

Seeing how I have been on a midlife crisis overdrive… Yes, I think I may as well come out and admit it to myself. I have been going through some sort of personal crisis ever since I started this blog in 2008. Some sort of late-onset-puberty/rebellious stage sans hyper-libido. *sigh* For someone who’s 120% sincere […]


Just say NO to Mother’s Day

May 13, 2012 therapy in session

Yes, I am the Grinch, Mother’s Day version. I wrote a whiny, bitchy, grouchy post on/near Mother’s Day every year. I thought about restraining myself this year because as we all know, bitterness is extremely unattractive. The problem with bitterness is that it easily borders on envy, and as we also know, envy is one […]


With all due respect, I am fucking scared of getting old

April 1, 2012 therapy in session

I have been wanting to write about this fear of mine, irrational or not, for a long time but refrained because I did not want to offend anybody. But I can’t ignore it any longer. It depresses the shit out of me on bad days. I am just going to come right out and say […]


Conversation with my mother, or, why I dread it

December 21, 2011 therapy in session

The phone rang. At this hour I knew it has got to be from my mother. What does she want this time? Is always my first thought. Then I feel guilty about it. More often than not, however, I get to stop feeling guilty because she is calling to add to my shopping list called […]



December 13, 2011 therapy in session

Scene: The basement of an upscale restaurant in a hip Chicago neighborhood Cast: Her. And a throne of other women. It would be accurate to add “mostly young and attractive (and white except her and one other woman, though this has nothing to do with anything really…)” Being young adds 20% at least to the […]


Fly your freak flag high

October 1, 2011 therapy in session

or maybe this is not such a good advice. Sigh. I have had a draft of this post for a couple of days now. I was going to write about how we should all let our hair down, show our true colors, and let our freak flags fly high. Way high. To mix the cliches, […]


I’ve never been to me*

September 21, 2011 therapy in session

This post is inspired by The Bloggess‘ latest post I have no fucking idea what I am doing which has inspired 500 (and counting) comments so far, including the three comments I’ve left there… *cough cough* yes, I am a comment hog…  I have been grappling with this question: Who am I? since high school, and […]


Where I’m From

August 16, 2011 therapy in session

I am from sunshine, sweat, and bricks of humid air. I am from have you eaten yet. I am from rice, salted fish, stir-fried greens, from soy sauce, sesame oil, vinegar, from ginger, star anise, and cayenne peppers. I am from concrete jungle, clothes lines stretched-across the rooftops, the smell of sun in the fabrics, […]


I just want to go home

June 1, 2011 therapy in session

  Sometimes, for no reason at all, I would get a severe attack of homesickness. Without any provocation, my heart would ache and I would get a sensation of emptiness and at the same time heaviness inside my stomach. I recognize that feeling well. It is an intense loneliness that comes from a herd animal […]


Guilt is the trip

May 20, 2011 therapy in session

Dear Blog, I am very sorry for ignoring you for so long. I have not logged in for at least three days. I am so happy that you are still here. Let’s see… It is 1:40 am right now. I am sad to say that I can at most spend 15 minutes with you. A […]