Blog Posts on self-therapy

Cruel summer by Zen Bitchin' on May 17, 2010Last year I was so sure that it was the last year I’d be in Cambodia. But alas, as most best-laid plans go, mine went unheeded and unfulfilled. I found myself stuck in many ways. My home that time increasingly felt like a prison, the jobs I too...

My funny valentine by Zen Bitchin' on Feb 13, 2010Until now, I still find Valentine’s day to be  a strange holiday. From my childhood I remember that it coincides with Teacher’s day at school, a time when we give flowers and little gifts to our mentors after mass or a short program on t...

Friend(s) of mine by Zen Bitchin' on Feb 10, 2010By some twist of fate, the start of the project I recently acquired was postponed, leaving me with a 2-week gap I had no way of filling with other bits of work, having refused a short assignment in the end of January. Another source of mild irritatio...

The child is gone by Zen Bitchin' on Jan 31, 2010Something remarkable happened to me a couple of days ago. I was logged in Facebook, looking at the wall of status updates of my friends. A name popped up in a friend’s status update comments. A blast from the past. Before I could control myself...

Be happy by Zen Bitchin' on Dec 23, 2009Perhaps the most perplexing thing about whatever-the-hell-I’m-going-through-right-now is my inability to write about the whole experience. This is something I used to do with ease, since I was young. Whenever I felt troubled, disturbed, and con...

Autumn leaves by Zen Bitchin' on Dec 11, 2009About two weeks ago the winds suddenly blew cold in Phnom Penh. Nights began feeling too cold for me to use the a/c in my room. This happened for about a week before becoming balmy and dry like a summer night again. The trees in the small yard facing...

A watcher’s point of view by Zen Bitchin' on Oct 18, 2009On the surface, I wouldn’t strike anybody as someone cheerful and perky. In fact, I know that it takes me a while to warm up to anybody. At the few social gatherings I attend I would be what people used to call a wallflower–I would talk t...

That I would be good by Zen Bitchin' on Sep 28, 2009There are few things that make me cry. A song, perhaps. Someone’s death, maybe.  Or getting my heart broken, surely. But my tears also well up over some good things. A small gesture or affection from a friend, or a loved one. A film that touches m...

You don’t know my name by Zen Bitchin' on Sep 4, 2009Kris Aquino had the good fortune of being directed by Ishmael Bernal early in her career. The title of this film escapes me now, what I remember is a scene–a snippet of a dialogue actually, with the character being playes by Christopher de Leon...

I love u but I don’t trust u anymore by Zen Bitchin' on Jun 11, 2009I Love U But I Dont Trust U Anymore – Prince Trust is like a glass window pane, once it is broken, you can mend it in many ways but it will never be the same. I am speaking from experience. In my younger days I have done many things that have...