
No Perfect Playbook: Embracing the Realities of Parenting
I have a dear friend who’s a passionate cricket enthusiast, but watching a match with him can be nerve-wracking. He critiques every move, every decision the captain

I have a dear friend who’s a passionate cricket enthusiast, but watching a match with him can be nerve-wracking. He critiques every move, every decision the captain

A row of billboards caught my attention today morning. I live in an area densely populated with ‘International schools.’ Had I never noticed them before?

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕? 𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆, 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔, 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏?

There are moments when I struggle to type even a single word. I write, erase, rephrase, delete, and eventually feel exhausted. To top it off, every time I open LinkedIn there’s

Whenever I struggled to get out of a 𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 that drained me every single time and yet found myself pulled back right into it, the imagery of drowning scorpion worked wonders for me.

When it comes to topics like sexual abuse, we often operate at two extremes: either denying its existence in our circles and choosing silence or reacting with pain and anger when violations come to light.

Over the years I have met people who hug their chairs and swear to never let go, people guarding knowledge fearing they would cease being relevant if they ever shared what they knew and bosses

As a therapist, I spend my days helping others navigate their emotions, challenges, and uncertainties. But beyond my professional role, I carry a personal struggle, one that many women silently endure. I have PCOS and PMDD.

I recently stumbled upon my tattered copy of Bitter Chocolate, a book that shook me to my core when I first read

Over the past few days, there has been a lot of dissing in the menstrual support groups I am part of after an actress commented on social media

At 16, a summer job selling computer screen protectors taught me a life-changing lesson in financial independence. Today, I reflect on how early encouragement to be self-reliant shaped my path and why it’s crucial to empower women to be financially independent.

For 12 days every month, I undergo a transformation. I become insomniac, hypersensitive, bloated, uncomfortable in my clothes, averse to loud noises, irritable over trivial matters, a cleanliness freak, plagued by a queasy stomach, and late-night cravings. I feel exhausted and avoid social interactions.