When I was 17 years old, the flu hit me pretty hard. I was bed ridden and felt so unwell I’d piled on layers and layers of clothes to keep me warm. At that time, I was getting to know someone who expressed a lot of concern at how unwell I was feeling. He asked… Read More When Life Comes Full Circle
I’ve been thinking about choices a lot lately. Who I choose to be around, how I choose to live my life, my career choices. And I’ve thought about how, it’s so easy to feel regret towards the choices we’ve made. It’s also easy to feel regret towards the choices others have made and how they… Read More I didn’t choose to be a victim of child sexual abuse. But I choose everyday how I live the rest of my life.
Several years ago, I came across a video that had gone viral. It was about Chinese culture and how the use of the phrase “I love you” was rarely used. My husband, who is Chinese, engaged in debate with me over the topic. I am of Vietnamese ethnicity but grew up in Australia my whole… Read More A Lesson about Love
When I was about 17 and a half years old, I was going through a really emotionally challenging time. I’d just had my heart broken by the first person I ever loved. I was incredibly broken and vulnerable. I was anxiously waiting the results of my Tertiary Entrance Exams for University. I then met a… Read More Leaving Footprints Wherever You Go
This was a piece of writing I wrote in September 2017, as an entry for a writing competition. I’d like to share it here on my blog.People question why I care so much. I question why they don’t. When I was 15 years old, a close friend of mine told me, “You’re too nice.” I… Read More Empathy is the best legacy
To the person I loved at 16, You told me many years ago that I was special. That I was different. That you loved me because of how much I cared for other people. Then you let me go. The only person who I ever thought cared about me left. And it broke me. Really… Read More Thank You For Breaking My Heart
Earlier this year, my Grandma passed away. I was not aware she was dying. My cousin told me and I rushed over to my Auntie’s house to see her one last time. I held her hand, I told her I loved her, I told her how sorry I was, I cried as I felt utter… Read More When Death Helps You to Appreciate Life
It’s been nine months since my last post and yet again, I’ve struggled to keep on top of my blogging. But I’m writing today because the past nine months has been a whirlwind of emotions. In my last post, I wrote about my endless struggles about finding a job and how my first job interview… Read More It Does Get Easier. Please Don’t Give Up.
Last month, I had an experience filled with highs and lows. But in my mind, I really struggled to remember the highs. It’s interesting how, we, as human beings, can often struggle to see the good. Even when there is so much of it. In my last entry, I basically alluded to writing more often… Read More Being Loved for Who You Are
Something pretty amazing happening today. Nothing particularly eventful but pretty amazing for me. Today, I laughed the hardest that I have laughed in the past few weeks. My facial cheeks hurt. My stomach felt pained. I was laughing uncontrollably. So why did my fits of laughter mean so much to me? Because just under a fortnight ago,… Read More Life, Love and Laughter