Bullet Holes In My Self Esteem
Why does heartbreak decimate self esteem? Where does shame sit in this pain? Can we heal from it instead of escaping its lessons?
Why does heartbreak decimate self esteem? Where does shame sit in this pain? Can we heal from it instead of escaping its lessons?
Some days are recuperation. Some days are comfort. And some days are sitting with discomfort because that’s the name on the door behind which we stuff pain. Maybe it’s because I am facing head-on, things that trigger me and trying to learn new responses in doing so. Maybe it’s another…
A friend’s admission about being shamed made me think. All shaming is bullying. What does it mean to be shameless?
Can we acknowledge fear as normal for a minute?
Is Women’s Day feminist or the exact opposite?
When shame defines you, it takes root in the fertile ground that is you, to propagate more of itself. Thus, the ashamed becomes the shamer.
Glorification and shame are two sides of the same coin. They allow us to distance ourselves from these uncomfortable feelings & make them everyone else’s problem.
I asked women to tell me about when a man apologised to them. A genuine, responsible, heartfelt sorry.
There is a sense that the Saree Wearers’ Club is an exclusive one, limited to women who are married or of a certain age, have a certain body shape and even they wear it in certain ways & on occasions only.
I was trolled last week about my appearance. Other people’s reactions brought me insights about the role of shame in their lives and made me think about mine.