Falling out of love with love

When romance is no longer romantic

“If you love a flower…

The greatest love of my life

on what it means to love the world

“Watch me choose you,” the fictional leader of the free world said to Olivia Pope, on the popular television show Scandal. It made me swoon for a split second — if only there’s someone who loves…

the man I loved
sometimes great love is not one of romance

I took my usual path around the isolated corridor, and I saw him sitting there, brows furrowed with a certain intent in his eyes, quietly scribbling on piece of paper. I didn’t know how and why, but I intuitively knew he was writing a note…

Build up habits that compound

what tiny changes can amount to

When a leopard starts to change its spots

It was by accident that I discovered that my three-decade worth of behavior history can be radically…

Breaking up with food

What I learned on a three-day liquid diet

I have an obsession with food. I didn’t know how much mental energy I spend thinking about food, until I attempted to go on a juice diet.

Space

to not react to anything

That May of 2012, I moved into a one-bedroom apartment in North Vancouver. It was the first time I had truly lived alone.

I moved out at 19, but I always had a romantic partner or housemates. I did travel alone before, but on…

I think about my death a lot

When death becomes a reason to truly live

New York

and the love she made me see

New York, the city that never sleeps. My adrenals went into overdrive just contemplating that statement because I endured years of countless nights when I literally never slept.

The day that changed me

Connecting the dots from reclusion to activism