I am outraged. Slightly outraged, I’ll admit, but enough to make me write in my blog for the third day in a row. I was watching a TV show today, show which follows the life of two male plastic surgeons in Miami. One is a complete womanizer, treats women like sex toys and is in [...]
Archive for the ‘Psychobabble’ Category
14 Feb
People are beautiful
Don’t let yourself be fooled. Looking at someone will never tell you anything. Their hair may be bouncy, their eyes may be shiny, but that will not provide any insight into their heart. And that is all that matters. Inside, people are beautiful. All we need to do is give them an oportunity to show [...]
28 Oct
Have you ever wished you were a boy?
Of course, the question is mainly addressed to the ladies reading this blog Why would I ask something like this? Because I, as many other fellow women, have some preconceived ideas about men (boys, men, same thing… most of them never grow up anyway), ideas born out of life and observation (don’t I sound so [...]
27 Oct
Love’s Executioner – by Irvin Yalom
Why did I choose psychotherapy as a profession? Why am I planning to become a therapist, a psychologist? Is it really to help others, or is it to help myself? Are we ever really helping other people by listening to their problems and trying to support them while they attempt to fix them, or are [...]
18 Oct
TED.com – Why are we happy?
Or why are we not happy – because as it turns out, many people don’t know that the capacity to be happy lies within them. Of course, as the presenter says, there are indeed some situations that may be preferable to others, but on the whole, people are happy with an outcome as long as [...]
29 Sep
Why We Lie So Much – article
Here is some scientific backing for my previous post. People lie. It’s apparently a fact of life. My questions is: holding ourselves to a higher standard, and doing our best to not tell lies – does that protect us against liars? I beg to differ. Q&A in Time.com Why We Lie So Much By Eben [...]
27 Sep
Memories
What’s the worst part about death? About a person that’s been very close to you leaving this world, and you having to go on with the knowledge and necessary understanding that you will never see them again, never talk to them again, never touch them again? Is it missing them? Maybe… but time does its [...]
