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I saw a reel this morning explaining how our musical tastes can reveal our traumas, and it prompted me to do some research to see what science actually says. From a neurobiological perspective, music directly activates the limbic system—the part of the brain involved in emotion, memory, and threat detection. It also stimulates the vagus nerve, influencing heart rate and breathing. This is why some songs can calm us within seconds, or bring tears to our eyes, a tightness in th

When someone tells me during a therapy session, “I hate this part of me,” they are almost always talking about a version of themselves that shows up at the worst possible moments: an anger that erupts out of nowhere, a shame that suffocates them, or a self-sabotaging impulse that ruins what matters most. They end up believing that something is fundamentally wrong with them for having these reactions. But when we look more closely, a completely different picture appears. Jung

Today I had time just for myself. And, as it usually happens when I finally have time, I started thinking about everything. Only this time, I chose something different: instead of diving into scenarios, I allowed myself to notice what actually feels good inside me. That’s how I arrived at the newest and dearest part of me: the part that is a therapist. Since I began this profession, I’ve attended many courses and workshops, but choosing my main therapeutic training was the ha

In a relationship, authentic connection is not built through perfect harmony, but through the willingness to look — together — into the places that hurt: the places where we hide, where we fear, and where, deep down, we long to be seen. Here are 5 questions  that can help you move closer to one another with gentleness and curiosity: What part of you is most afraid of being rejected — and how does that fear show up in our relationship? When do you feel safe to love? What is it

When we speak about Compassionate Inquiry (CI) , we are not describing a simple technique, but a way of meeting ourselves — and others — again. Its value does not lie in abstract concepts, but in lived experience. Everything begins in a safe space. Without safety, real healing cannot happen. CI creates a space of compassion in which people can look inward with honesty, without fear of judgment. Rather than focusing on symptoms, we turn toward the roots of suffering  — the pai

In the beginning, everything flows easily. Laughter comes naturally, and playful teasing becomes a secret language. We play with our eyes, our words, the space between us. Play is the doorway through which we enter intimacy without fear. It’s where our nervous system feels safe. It’s where trust is built — not only through deep conversations, but through simple gestures: a joke, a gentle playful touch, chasing each other through the supermarket aisles. But with time, play fad

In therapy, I often hear phrases like: “I feel abandoned.” “I feel invisible.” “I feel rejected.” But here’s the truth: these are not feelings — they are perceptions. And understanding this distinction can be a turning point in the way we relate to emotional pain. Feelings  are simple, embodied experiences: sadness, anger, fear, joy, acceptance. Perceptions  are the meanings we assign to an experience: “I was abandoned,” “I was rejected,” “I was abused.” The difference is ess

Online therapy has become a natural choice for many people. Why? Because it meets real needs in a flexible and accessible way. Here are 5 of the most common reasons  why online sessions are a great fit: 1️⃣ The comfort of being in your own space Whether it’s your couch at home, a quiet corner in nature, or even your lunch break at work — sessions can take place wherever you feel safest. 2️⃣ No time lost in traffic Without the need to travel, you gain a few extra minutes befor

Last night, while trying to calm my mind — that part of me that feels the need to control everything — I chose to become my own therapist. I practiced the exercises that help me interrupt rumination, that tendency to spin the same thoughts over and over again in search of an impossible sense of safety. I fell asleep thinking about my grandmother. A simple woman from the countryside, deeply grounded in life, who — whenever she spoke about my grandfather — would say with a natu

In the fast pace of everyday life, we rarely stop to listen to the subtle wisdom of our bodies. A gesture often ignored — the simple yawn — is usually seen as a sign of boredom or fatigue. Yet a yawn is actually a profound physiological process that can increase body awareness, regulate the nervous system, and anchor us more deeply in the present moment. Here is what happens in the body when we yawn — and why it matters for our holistic balance: 1. The breath that awakens the

Many people live in silence inside narcissistic relationships — whether romantic, familial, or friendships — relationships that leave deep emotional wounds. These wounds are often invisible to others. Why? Because narcissistic abuse can be subtle. It doesn’t always look like shouting or bruises. It looks like being manipulated. Being told you imagined things. Beginning to doubt your own reality because someone you love keeps rewriting it. But what is narcissistic abuse, reall

I keep thinking about an experiment from the 1960s — John B. Calhoun’s “Universe 25.” He created an artificial paradise for mice: food, water, shelter — everything available in abundance. No predators, no scarcity. At first, the colony thrived. But after a while, things began to collapse. Aggression increased, isolation grew, mothers stopped caring for their pups. Some mice became lethargic and withdrawn. Others became violent. The most unsettling were the “beautiful ones” —

For some people, the holidays are moments of peace and connection. For others, it’s a time when the things that aren’t working — in the family or inside themselves — hurt even more. In therapy sessions during this period, I’ve heard two kinds of pain again and again: the pain of being with  family but feeling tense or misunderstood, and the pain of being without  family or close people and feeling the depth of loneliness. Both are real. Both deserve to be seen. 1️⃣ When famil

I’ve sat face to face with so many women in therapy sessions — restless hands, fragile voices, overwhelmed hearts. And I understand. Not just as a therapist, but as a woman who has felt that tightness in the chest, the racing thoughts, that feeling of “I should be okay… but I’m not.” Anxiety shows up in so many forms. It doesn’t live only in the mind — it lives in the body. In the clenched jaw, the shoulders raised like armor, the shallow breath.In holistic therapy, we don’t

For a long time, I believed that after all my inner work, a healthy relationship would be a blessing. A “reward” for everything I had processed, understood, healed. A warm and safe place where I could finally rest. But what I didn’t know then — and what I’m living now — is that a healthy relationship is not a destination. It isn’t that point where everything becomes easy. It is a living space, one that asks for real, ongoing presence. A daily choice to stay: with an open hear

Fatherhood is more than a biological link. It is a conscious choice to love, to protect, to guide. Around the world, millions of men step into the role of father for children who are not biologically theirs—as stepfathers, adoptive parents, mentors, or guardians. Although society often glorifies blood ties, true fatherhood is built quietly, through patience and devotion. Raising another man’s child is not just a responsibility—it is an act of profound love, sometimes even a c

Have you ever noticed how the world expects women to always stay the same ? Always productive, always balanced, always consistent. But that’s not how we work. We move in cycles, in rhythms, in seasons. Our energy rises, peaks, declines, and resets—over and over again. And yet, almost no one talks about it. But I feel it. Every month, my body tells me a story—a story of renewal, creation, release, and rest. Menstruation is not just biology. It’s something deeper. It’s spiritua

The first relationship I ever perceived as lacking love was the one between my parents. I don’t know if I can count on one hand the moments I remember them showing affection toward each other. Instead, what echoed constantly in my ears were reproaches: that something was never good enough—the cleaning, the food, the attitude, the child. I was the child. And I grew up with the belief that I had to fight for appreciation, to prove that I deserved attention, that I was good enou

I walk through the museum halls and feel that I am not merely visiting an art exhibition—I am stepping into the mind of a man who lived between brilliance and suffering. Vincent van Gogh did not just paint landscapes and portraits; he poured his soul onto the canvas, in an almost desperate attempt to give form to his inner turmoil. I wonder, what must it have been like for him? To see the world in such a storm of colors and movement? I look at The Potato Eaters  and feel the

Hypersexuality—often referred to as compulsive sexual behavior disorder—is characterized by an obsessive preoccupation with sexual fantasies, urges, or behaviors that are difficult to control. This condition may involve multiple sexual partners, problematic sexual behaviors, and even sexual addiction. Importantly, hypersexuality can emerge as a trauma response, where individuals use sexual behavior as a coping mechanism to manage the emotional and psychological consequences o