Return to Love

I used to believe in toughing it out. That it was a sign of strength. I was wrong. I've learnt that my sensitivity is the real strength I have and I'll do anything to protect it. Birds don't fly to colder countries for winter — when a situation requires change, why stay just to prove … Continue reading Return to Love →

Letting go and Letting God

I used to believe in surrender. After coming out of psychosis, I realized I was not able to do it by myself. Being an Enneagram 8, I was used to pushing through. Bulldozing. Steamrolling. Coming out from a small town and making it into the capital was already a big thing for me. Ten years … Continue reading Letting go and Letting God →

My first time (it didn’t work)

I had real penetrative sex for the first time at 38. I enjoyed it, but it didn't fundamentally change my life. I liked apple pie before and I still like apple pie after. The funny thing is it wasn't the first time I had the opportunity. The first two times my body said no. And … Continue reading My first time (it didn’t work) →

The 38-Year Epiphany: You Are Already Worthy

After breaking up with my first girlfriend at age 38, the dust settled and a truth emerged that I had missed for decades: I was always worthy of love. My relationship didn't define my value; it just happened to be the mirror I was looking in. I had spent so much time thinking a relationship/sex … Continue reading The 38-Year Epiphany: You Are Already Worthy →