Love Language
LOVE LANGUAGE – my journey deciphering my experiences through the words of love songs in different languages
Body image, Beauty perceptions & standards, Sex, Sexuality, Reproductive health, Physical fitness
LOVE LANGUAGE – my journey deciphering my experiences through the words of love songs in different languages
Flirting feels like a party I wasn’t invited to. A concert playing all around me & everyone’s vibing, except me.
August, Leo month, brought me back to life, piecing together from debris, things I’ve never owned.
Desire puts us in the space of seeing what we need, what we yearn for. And this, right now after a long period of starvation & loneliness & desolation is shadowy. The needs are real but are they deep or transient? Will they vanish like FOMO the minute they are…
A friend’s admission about being shamed made me think. All shaming is bullying. What does it mean to be shameless?
Healing is messy. So is art. So is living. With lots of love to @senseslenses and @shaunakde for helping make my life & healing, art. My journey in watercolours.
Body positivity starts with treating your self as a work of art.
I wore this to an event on inclusivity. A stranger said they’d seen me at the event & thought, “She’s doing it for the attention.” That they’d later read my blog, learnt of abuse I’d survived & decided I deserved to dress as I liked. It angered me. Dressing as…
I found my kinship with green things when I was 8, watching fascinated as baby shoots poked out of the mud laid on a try, where I’d sprinkled mustard seeds a few days earlier. I didn’t know it then but I became a gardener that day.
I’m a certified Weirdzo. Certified by the Confederation of Superficial Judgement on Body, Apparel & Behaviour. They really value conformity. I qualified early, aided by a love of bright colours, fascination with shapes & textures & absolute indifference to social rules. The kid in a neon raincoat when black &…