Why do we risk letting our original, creative selves fall by the wayside?
At some point in our lives there comes a choice. Maybe it’s made consciously, maybe not; maybe early, maybe late. But at some point, we decide where we want to fit in. Who we want to become. What we want to do.
For some, this is a continuous evolution and one that develops over the course of a lifetime, as it should. But for others, this choice is taken just once — in that sliver of time when we leave school or university. …
It’s time we took the plunge.
We read for all kinds of reasons. Whether we pick up a book to learn something new, see the world through someone else’s eyes or simply escape, reading is an immersive thing.
For this reason, it’s difficult for us to read books about mental health. They draw us into uneasy, restless worlds, peppered with uncomfortable personal experiences and disturbing truths.
But embracing this difficulty is critical. As the second pandemic rolls on and millions struggle with their wellbeing, it’s crucial that — collectively — we start trying to educate ourselves about mental health.
Well said, Riddhi! This piece really reminds me of a point from Seneca's On The Shortness of Life: we waste our time all-too-easily by preoccupying ourselves with productivity. There's no rush - you're so right. Yet the hype around being as productive and successful as possible, as quickly as possible, makes us forget this.
Philosophy tests your every assumption. By opening everything — the self, the mind, morality, society — to scrutiny, philosophy breaks down every belief you held, every mold you thought you fit into, before kindly asking you to put the pieces back together yourself.
Philosophy, in other words, encourages us to provide our own answers to those ‘answerless’ questions. Questions that, because they are in some part unanswerable and in every part difficult, often go untouched in day-to-day life. It prompts us to find our own way in what often seems like a nihilistic and morally-bankrupt world. …
My best guess is you’ve read a few pieces like this before. I know I have. That juicy title beckons you in and you fall for the promise that this article might just unlock the work you never knew you could write.
But how much does reading about writing help?
“Write often”. “Kill your darlings”. “Show don’t tell”. “Bear the reader in mind at all times”.
For those of us who’ve taken to the writing path, these insights aren’t always new — nor are they especially revealing. They are often the bread and butter of the craft, the tools for…
Director Jimmy Olsson is no stranger to hard-hitting subjects. With past films exploring the plight of a migrant in the face of hostility (2nd Class) and a mother’s recovery from a car crash (Caesar), his most recent short film is no different. Alive, which premiered on Short of The Week and Vimeo’s Staff Picks last weekend, follows the disabled Viktoria’s search for intimacy.
In a story peppered with suspense and a humour which lifts Alive in its darkest moments, Viktoria decides to arrange a one-night stand through Tinder.
With the app, and the dubious conventions of modern dating, running in…
The first time depression hit, I didn’t know what was going on. I spent a handful of months living in a daze — doing normal things, seeing friends, working, but with a disconnect that I only really became aware of once the fog had started to lift. This is what life’s like, I remembered. Fuck. I hope that half-hearted limbo doesn’t come back.
And then it did. The second time felt more acute than the first — perhaps because I recognised myself slipping and tried harder to stop it — but a few months later, with the help of a…
It’s that time again. Leaves turned brown and shedding; the air cold and misty; nights that arrive hours too soon. As we navigate the limbo between now and the festive period, one thing is for sure: the season for S.A.D. is well underway.
For many S.A.D. sufferers, this year brings extra challenges. Our much-changed and socially-distanced Covid-19 world — which currently sees the UK, France and Netherlands enter second lockdowns — throws us into unfamiliar territory. Usually, our everyday comforts, contact, and certainties help make the seasons’ shift a little less blue; this year, they are in short supply.
Take busy roads and alleyways, thick heat and noise, and you have Krakow in May.
Cramped with sitting vehicles, its dusty pavements carry their impatient pedestrians onwards, to whatever locations demand such urgent attention. Hookah bars, Polish delicatessens and eateries, Jewish restaurants and countless other bars and shops line the streets — unimportant to the hasty citizen, intoxicating to the tourist.
Krakow is never entirely pleasant, and rarely relaxing. But it is always intense and exhilarating. …
Fresh off a philosophy degree, I now write about sanity, psychology and society.