I think I’m doing a bang up job in this remote working thing. Really, I think I am. — Before I started working as a freelancer, I absolutely, from the depths of my heart, hated the commute. Metro Manila traffic and public transportation are simply too horrible to even describe, let alone go through, so I really found a way for me to be able to work from home. …

It wasn’t an easy ride but it sure was enlightening. — If someone would map my career, that person would probably shake her head in wonder. My path is not what you’d call straight. Or steady. Or even with a discernible order. Faking it After getting a degree in Economics, I started working at a consulting firm at age 20. I worked 75-hour…

It may never go away, but it gets easier. — When I started therapy about 2 years ago, I started experiencing the full extent of my complex PTSD. The way my doctor describes it is that everything is locked tight in a growing ball of knotted string (emotional isolation and regulation as defence mechanism). …

4 weeks It was summer. It was fun. And for the first time after a long while I started feeling right again. Not like before, no. But not too wrong either. Nights were filled with laughter as we tried each other’s cooking and talked about where we’ve been, where we…

One of the most disconcerting things I ever experienced is to face the Bogeyman every week and try to figure out how to get myself out of its hold. Oh, I know what caused it to appear. My head knows exactly why the Bogeyman is here and my overthinking, decidedly…

The younger half of Millennials have been receiving a lot of flak from older generations. Here’s how to understand them better. — I used to be the youngest person where I worked. Now, at thirty, I am one of the eldest. It’s mind-boggling, really, realizing that. That realization was brought solidly home when we were out for lunch one sunny day and I excitedly mentioned that All Saints will be releasing a…

Life is eternal movement. I found this line in Radhika Jha’s Smell when I used it as my book report for an Asian Literature class back in college. At 18, I thought it very profound. At 29, I’m living it. Let me backtrack a bit. See, I keep a journal…

or, Things I’d Tell My 18-Year-Old Self — lyragrazielli2014 Today, I turned 28. I refuse to fall under the stereotype of women who deny their real age (though opinion may change when I do get older — ask me in 10 years). Apart from the odd existential crisis moments, I actually like getting old. …

A list of the things a 27-turning-28-year-old learned about life. So far. — lyragrazielli2013 I am approximately on the 10,159th day of this adventure called my life and while I may not always have what I want or need, I figure I’m still luckier than I could have been. There are people and experiences that have turned all those days into great learning…