surviving survivor’s guilt: a post-pandemic mental health conundrum of epic proportions

May is Mental Health Awareness Month. I’ve been pretty vocal online about my lengthy history of depression and anxiety in the past, but this year everything feels a little different... for glaringly obvious reasons. 2020 has been marked by a collective trauma — the effects of which will vary widely across the world and may … Continue reading surviving survivor’s guilt: a post-pandemic mental health conundrum of epic proportions →

begin again.

"Oh, wrap the ground around your gentle winding mind..." When the social distancing measures in Vietnam were intensified in the beginning of April, I, like most people, was desperately trying to find ways to stay sane without the numbing distractions of commuting to work and running time-consuming errands. Writing, and journaling specifically, has always been … Continue reading begin again. →

un delicioso nerviosismo.

On Thursday, I was working at my job as a bartender at a small chain of upscale steakhouses. Shortly after my shift started, a sweet, older gentleman named Juan sat down across from the well I do most of my work in. My manager introduced him to me, told me he was the father of … Continue reading un delicioso nerviosismo. →