Exodus from paradise and forced return to following politics (comments on Ukraine war from Poland)

This is more a generalised update post. I have been toying with various article topic ideas, but in the end the point is that my best friend has a crisis and can't listen (incl. to my newest theories), and I don't feel like paying a stranger to listen, so I'll once again simply write up … Continue reading Exodus from paradise and forced return to following politics (comments on Ukraine war from Poland)

Why I’m giving my therapy money to antiracism work

This is maybe a provocative title, but I guess it's my conclusion on a quite long "healing journey" – I should start paying the people who are actually contributing to my sanity. I think that's the conclusion because the longer I live, the more I realise that almost none of the problems that have sent … Continue reading Why I’m giving my therapy money to antiracism work

Turtle steps vs. snail trails if you are trying to do sth. with ADD

So sometimes it really matters who says something. During my self-help era, I've read in so many self-help tomes about how you need to take small, consistent steps (merely writing this out makes me cringe). Consistent. Small. In other words – unstimulating. dull. mechanistic. boring. Just thinking about it is infuriating ... like heck, who … Continue reading Turtle steps vs. snail trails if you are trying to do sth. with ADD

ADD coaching at ADDCA vs. life coaching with rich white women

Well Ok, ADDCA seems pretty white, too. (It's just that Martha Beck said her coaching program may look like an expensive "white womens' thing".)I'm talking about the ADD Coach Academy, the first one ever founded to explicit focus on ADD, and that I got lured into because of having gotten a friendly chat with their … Continue reading ADD coaching at ADDCA vs. life coaching with rich white women

Exploring ADD: the ill-defined inner itch, addiction, putting the horse in front of the right cart

I'll do another pain-digestion, self-analysis post though. Just to get going writing again.Also, having "a life" (attempting to interact with broader society more), it's harder to blog without giving specifics and details. Which I don't like. Apparently my concept of "privacy" is pretty inverted – no problem laying my feelings and dilemmas bare before the … Continue reading Exploring ADD: the ill-defined inner itch, addiction, putting the horse in front of the right cart

Further struggling with Martha Beck … ouff. A whole load of life events, and peer support.

I don't know where to start. I haven't been writing much on this site mostly because my life got more interesting – I mostly stopped the depression thing, got more energy, which drove me nuts in new ways :D, so I decided to shoot it wildly in all directions including relocating to various new countries … Continue reading Further struggling with Martha Beck … ouff. A whole load of life events, and peer support.

The “waking up from a nightmare” experience

For the last two years approximately, I have entered a living situation that was a continuous, multiple-times-a-day "trigger" (however much I dislike the term) for a long and partly intergenerational C-PTSD story around migration. In brief, I was living in the country whose mere language sets off reactions in me that are (seriously and by … Continue reading The “waking up from a nightmare” experience

Transformation & multiplicity leading over to ahamkara and neurotribes

I'm trying quite hard, at least in my imagination (:D) to not let this blog die, but possibly still its time has come. Paradoxically the reason is having a certain readership that reduces the sense of anonymity and thus the scope for indulging freely into self-therapy through rambling, in between writing more analytic pieces about … Continue reading Transformation & multiplicity leading over to ahamkara and neurotribes

Cabinet of mirrors (or “the weeks of karma”)

This is just a short motivational / intention note. With the renewed travel restrictions in Europe, it seems like I'll be stuck in the big city for the next period. This wasn't my preferred choice, I'd already had too much of it in the spring lockdown period, and escaped in summer as much as possible … Continue reading Cabinet of mirrors (or “the weeks of karma”)