Tales of a Mom

I would usually feel out of place when my friends would choose to listen to songs of our time rather than the good oldies

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Identity Crisis

Chronologie by Mo

Do I know you?

This was the question that nagged my mind over and over as I stared back at my reflection. I had been here before, a place where I struggled to identify myself. Walking by mirrors was scary for the fear of not knowing what I’d see was overwhelming. Sometimes, I stared hard trying to find my real self. Hoping that somehow the mirror would give me some well needed answers. They just never came that way. No matter how hard I stared, no matter how hard I tried, I just didn’t get it.

Identity crisis is one major plague of our generation. So many people struggle to recognize themselves as they are one person by day and another by night and sometimes many in between. Our world has made it even more acceptable to have multiple lives in order to fit into roles that we desire regardless…

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Regrets

Sometimes, it is the fear of being criticized - what will my family think? or the fear of possible future regrets. Other times, it is the falsehood of being perfect and not falling into a trap of being tagged 'bad'

Expressions

The world is fighting so hard to kill emotions so much that anyone with actual real human feelings and empathy these days, is a prey and easy target for ridicule and bullying.

I am normal, I promise.

Reading this today and heck! oh so relevant. Thank you for spilling it all Mo!

Chronologie by Mo

In a class back in Uni, I recall a lecturer saying no individual is 100% normal.

I found it very odd and almost derogatory as my core spiritual belief says we are fearfully and wonderfully made by God in His image. Therefore my interpretation back then was that we were perfect, without flaws. So I found it hard to believe that individuals will posses such imperfections especially when it came to being inately “abnormal”. He however went on to explain that normalcy is on a scale, therefore individuals tip from one end to another depending on life’s circumstances and of course nature.

As most people know, when it comes to mental illness, I have had my fair share. Many years later I have come to admit that Psychosis didn’t creep on me because the signs were there all along.

What people considered as an unusually strong young girl was actually…

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Why I stopped writing

A number of people have reached out to me to ask why I stopped writing. My response has been the same "writers block" and I believed this each time I said it as I went about my daily life. From my last post till now, it is safe to say my life has been eventful.... Continue Reading →

The Apathy Trap

We secure ourselves behind the brick and mortar of statements like, “I don’t care what people think about me,” when, if we’re being honest, the exact opposite is true.

Unlearned pt. 2

Yes, I paint my daughter's nails. She is almost four and I totally enjoy our mommy and me moments. I have experienced some level of criticism due to some of our seemingly unconventional activities. For example, while fixing my nails, I often ask for her nails to be painted. This is usually accompanied by side... Continue Reading →

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