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How Therapy Helped Me When I Went Back To Work. Top Story - July 2022.
Growing up, I thought therapy was reserved for those with 'real problems' Asians stereotypically don't do therapy. We suffer in silence and let that shit brew until it becomes stomach cancer.
By Katharine Chan4 years ago in Families
Fathers
You ever listen to a song and hear it? Actually hear it like having the words speak to you. Having the words relate to the situation you are in and finally giving you clarity. You may have heard the song before, sang along to it and even interpret differently but this time you needed it most. You needed to hear it, you needed to listen. Now I know what you are thinking “how does this relate to fathers or stories of my father” well I’m getting there. Songs have a way to bring people together or tear them apart. Songs have ways of reaching people in certain ways for instance there is a song called “Piece by Piece” by Kelly Clarkson. The song is about the singer being left by her father and having her significant other pick up the pieces and show her what a father can be to their own children. Most people see the song that way. Others have grandfathers, stepfathers, or other father figures that they relate the song too. For me though I heard something else…
By Rebecca Hackney4 years ago in Families
Alfred
Alfred was my Grandpa. My hero. Alfred was born in Brooklyn, New York in either 1901 or 1903, The records are not very clear. His father was born in Brooklyn and his father’s father was born there too. He lived from either ’01 or ’03 until he passed in 1983.
By Jim Fritzen4 years ago in Families
The Whistle
Trying to wipe away the sweat from his forehead, while keeping his suffocating helmet on, the boy struggled to complete his pregame ritual. However, this ritual was not one he underwent by choice. Instead, it was an inherent convulsion that forced himself to combat the biological stirrings within him, before having to face the physical battle on the football field moments later.
By Chris Mitchell4 years ago in Families
My Mom Has Chronic Pain and Non-Stop Migraines.
I am 35 years old, and my roommate and business partner, is my mom. I am her full-time caregiver, as well. She struggles every day with a migraine flare-up and blood vessel popping in her face and hair. She also struggles with mental illnesses such as anxiety and depression and PTSD due to chronic migraines and stress. She is so hard on herself, it hurts to hear and want. I try so much to try to understand her situation, with her chronic pain and migraines. I understand her mental health issues, I have a the same mental illnesses as her.
By Danielle Gray4 years ago in Families
Summers at Abuelo's
When summertime arrives the very first food I crave is a succulent orange. I remember the smell and the taste of the fruit as I consumed them at my grandfather’s orchard. I can still see the sun shining brightly and feel its rays peeking through the leaves that shade us as my siblings and I pick the ripe fruit, our buckets ready in hand. It takes me to a place in South Texas where I am close to still nature and with the ones I love.
By Amanda Salazar4 years ago in Families
Why blackberries will always mean summer, peace, and lots and lots of hard work to me.
So few of us ever really think about where the food we eat comes from. We just hop in our shiny cars, run down to the grocery store, load up our carts, and pay with our credit cards, or an ever more common trend, pay someone else to shop for us and either pickup or have the shopping delivered right to our doors. We are living in a a modern era of extreme convenience. But everyone should, every once in a while, stop and really think about where that food came from, whether it's the organic, whole grain bread you buy from Whole Foods, or the hyper processed cheap burger from the unnamed big McChain restaurant. Food is important and many people are living on a knife's edge, going without, when they shouldn't be. So much food goes to waste every day that could be used to feed those people. But that's not what I really want to talk about.
By Rosemary Brown4 years ago in Families
