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Other ways in which we can practise self-care.

Published by Layla

Spa days? Check. Pampering sessions? Check. Don’t get me wrong, both are good for self-care. But because of the current pandemic, we know that going to the spa isn’t possible at the moment. There’s no need to worry–there are other things people can exercise self-care. They are probably things that you you all might doing already–either way, I thought I’d share them. Exercise. Maybe this one’s no longer a surprise to some people, especially if they do it regularly. Admittedly, I struggle to do this regularly. But I will do my best to be more diligent about exercising.

Sorry, I just couldn’t shake this off.

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Trigger warning: suicide. A few weeks ago, my work friends and I encountered huge traffic on our way home, which was an understatement. We checked in on Waze, to see what was going on. And we found out that someone committed suicide somewhere near where we live. It made me think about a lot of things. First off, about the person who committed suicide. Of course, I don’t know him or her, but I can only imagine how he must have felt like. That he or she is already in a dark place, and of course, the pandemic didn’t make things better. But I uttered a short, silent prayer that God will take care of that person, and make sure that he or she will be okay.

I’m depressed, employed, and I go to grad school: How I (try to) make it work

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NB: This blog post waited for a long time to be written. I wanted to see how well I would do in my first semester of graduate school. Admittedly, I expected to fail. But through hard work and loads of perseverance, and with loads of familial support, I did better than I expected. This entry is inspired by a Girlboss article I read over two years ago; it has helped me become a productive employee and student.  I have decided to put my own spin with regard to the aforementioned article, and at the same time, I would still like to integrate it to the things I have learned from it. I also suggest that the reader take the time to read the original article first before reading this one. More than three years ago, I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. It was, in some odd way, a relief that I had that closure. Since I was a teenager (and probably as far as my childhood), I knew that there was something wrong with me; …