Mental Health

Movies & TV

Inside Out 2: Emotions form, memories build – but God defines

SPOILER ALERT I am a big fan of the Inside Out movies. Having waited for almost a decade, the animated series is back with a sequel featuring our more grown-up protagonist (Riley). I was a Primary...

Culture

Are we trapping ourselves by labelling everything?

“I have no appetite… I think I’m depressed.” “I can’t stand the room being so messy… maybe I have OCD.” “This guy always fidgets around when people talk… maybe he...

Finding Purpose

Full-time under 30: Dropping out of university for my mental health, God was my way maker

“You would need to pay an outstanding amount of S$XXXXX.XX for the withdrawal.” I was stunned. Staring at the email from the Office of Admission, I wondered whether I was making the right...

Mental Health

I can do it with a broken heart: Do we tend to bypass difficult emotions?

While she was on tour last year, news broke that Taylor Swift’s six-year relationship with Joe Alwyn had ended. At her first show after the news, Swift was professional, happy, and more or less put...

Real Life, Real People

Labelled “hopeless” and “incorrigible”, these young men broke free from crime and drugs

Organised by local halfway house The New Charis Mission (TNCM), the Unlabelled Run is an annual 5km fun run and 10km competitive run that advocates for the removal of prejudicial labels in our...

Worldview

Bed rotting: Am I being a little too nua?

The best position to scroll through social media while lying on your bed is sideways. That’s indisputable. But what is disputable is how long we should be in that position, listlessly bed rotting....

Disabilities

I am autistic and I have hope: Encouragement for the neurodivergent and their caregivers

When I was diagnosed with autism at the tender age of three, the doctor implied that I had no future. Growing up, not being able to do simple tasks properly, manage my emotions and socialise...

Mental Health

Christine Caine: I was abandoned, adopted and abused — but God set me free

I don’t have a conscious memory of my childhood where I didn’t know what shame was. Shame was like the air I breathed. Shame was woven into the very fabric of my being. I grew up in a...

Mental Health

Consumed with hatred for my bullies, I lived in bitterness until I chose forgiveness

Ew! Why are you so smelly and oily? Haha, look at those ugly, disgusting pimples on your face! Do you cry at home because of us? Phrases like these were constantly flung at me throughout my primary...