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Being Yourself

Being Yourself As I write I find myself wondering what does Being Yourself really mean. Is it a state of Utopia? Can you completely be yourself, when in the midst of a family or a close knit circle of friends who have “Expectations” from you? Behold this Have you felt compelled to attend a social gathering, just because you were expected to? Did you choose the field in which you wanted to study or did you choose the one that you felt would be lucrative and suit you the best? Did you marry/court/date the person that made you feel alive and complete or did you marry the one that seemed “right “for you? Do you stop sharing your life with your friends because your spouse does not like it? Or does the sharing continue on the sly, while you pretend that you are true to your spouse? Have you ever bought a gift for someone, just because that person expected it and not because you wanted to make that person feel special? Did you follow your passion like Bike ra

Life: Separation Anxiety

Life: Separation Anxiety : Separation Anxiety Its psychological condition in which an individual experiences excessive anxiety regarding separation from somethin...

Separation Anxiety

Separation Anxiety It is a psychological condition in which an individual experiences excessive anxiety regarding separation from something to whom the individual has a strong emotional attachment. One hardest things is to be separated from the ones you love. I had to estrange myself from my constant companion, my friend, foe and my lifeline.It was about so many things that I felt. I missed the connection, the expression, the intimacy we shared. After all these years of being inseparable, dealing with the solitude was dismal. I felt incomplete. The initial stage was that of rebellion and I did not like dealing with it. How could I tolerate being separated from my mate? It was unfathomable. That comforting touch, the soft and sturdy feel of having my companion with me was something I missed supremely. I was accustomed to being the center of attention and the one to whom love and affection had been showered all along. I missed the engagement. I missed knowing that my co