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By Sylvie Rouhani 17 Apr, 2024
#SAAM - the Sexual Assault Awareness campaign is this month. I wish I could write such things as: "If you have experienced sexual assault or rape, please go to the Police, talk to someone, anyone who could help you though this." Sadly, I can't because the reality is the experiences of victims and survivors of SA are still being dismissed, minimised, if not used as opportunities to further hurt those who are seeking help.
By Sylvie Rouhani 08 Apr, 2024
Mental health services in the UK have always been hard to access. In the last past 5 years, they can no longer meet the needs of the increasing numbers of suffering individuals. The recuring question is "Why are more and more people diagnosed with depression/ADHD/ BPD? ETC" So, what is happening?
By Sylvie Rouhani 08 Mar, 2024
What I call " Chronic Loneliness", others calls it "Attachment trauma", is the heart breaking, gnawing feeling that I am all alone, and frightened - knowing fully well I am not wanted here. There is no love here. This is something I live with every single day of my life. Some days. it is barely noticeable, other days, it is overwhelming, but it is always there, within me. I've learned to accept it with tender loving care, I am not going to lie: it hurts.
By Sylvie Rouhani 18 Dec, 2023
The end of the year 2023 is near. While we are forced fed Christmas joy everywhere, some of us, victims and survivors of child abuse and ,estranged from their immediate family (parents and siblings), this time of the year can be very painful. The holidays can bring up so much Christmas tears, while everyone else is caught up in Christmas cheers.
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Experiencing more Joy and Fun in my Life



In 2021, my therapist, encouraged me to pick something fun to do, something just for the joy of it, as 2022 was approaching. It seemed simple but, as I never really experienced joy nor fun, this was a big challenge. Now, I can proudly say: "Mission accomplished!" And I intend to have more fun in 2023.

Back in 2021, with the world in lockdown, I was feeling suicidal. My life until then, had only been about survival, and hard work. My life was completely taken over by my childhood trauma. Looking back everything I did, working in a homeless hostel, going to my support groups and volunteering was all trauma related. I wanted to help others when, I myself needed support.


My therapist ( Karen Isbister - Becoming Whole ) encouraged me to find at least, one thing that brings me joy; one thing just for the fun of it. "When you talk about writing, your entire posture changes." How about writing? I hadn't blogged for the entire year, ashamed of my own pain and I felt like I had nothing new to bring to the world. I wasn't even journaling anymore. I didn't even want to be part of this world! In December that year though, I enrolled on an acting class: "Acting for Fun." Fun was in the tittle so I thought I'd give it a go. I did a bit of acting, when I was 17/18 years old and missed it. I wanted to give it a go.


I am glad I did. I had such a great time and rediscovered the joy of performing. I then enrolled to a "Acting - Beginners' Class." The class was onsite. Going out and about as well as meeting other humans felt great, after 2 years of hiding. I met some very nice people. As for writing, I promised myself to journal, every day, even if it is one sentence a day. It soon became a page a day. I came back on the website as I felt inspired again to write about the issues that matters to me.


As a small girl and as a teenager, I used to write stories and poems. My dream was to become an author. A dream that has been buried for many years. I was too busy surviving the constant bullying and abuse I was subjected at home. A home I escaped from, as soon as I was able to.


In the last 10 years, I had written several drafts of different stories and even started a memoire, however, none of them felt right. I was also scared of failing. I had many, MANY, poems forgotten and gathering dusts in the nooks and crannies of my flat. In 2022, I assembled them all in a collection I called "The Blossoming Lotus." I entered poetry competitions, send my manuscript to different publishers. I started an IG page. Although it seemed like it was hard work, this journey was filled with joy. I wrote more poems and felt so inspired for the first time in years! By summer 2022, I signed a contributory contract with Austin Macaulay Publishing. LTD. They loved the content and the concept of the book. "The Blossoming Lotus" will be published this year.


I am not insinuating that my decision to find joy and to experience some fun, solved all my problems and that I was skipping all over London, with a big smile on my face. I had moments of doubts: "Will I even find a publisher?"  Putting my work and my messages out there to be read and judged, was sometimes overwhelming! I received helpful advice and great feedback. I took some breaks and instead of fighting with my fears, I listened to them and met them with love and compassion.


Making space for fun things in my schedule enabled me to step back from "trauma issues". It gave me space to breath. A place to just be. Up until now, recovery was serious and hard work. Acting, just for the joy of it, helped me to feel lighter. There are time for serious stuff, sure, but there also needs to be moments of laughter.


I understand it isn't easy, especially for busy and tired parents to make time for fun activities. It is difficult in the society we live in, where being busy and overworking are celebrated. Some almost feel guilty booking time off. More and more people are struggling to put food on  the table. Others, like me, weren't allowed to have fun, growing up. I wasn't even allowed to be happy! There was very little space to just be a child. I grew up to overwork, to the detriment of my own wellbeing.


I hope you find the one thing that makes your heart and soul sing. I hope you have the opportunity to experience more delight in your life, during 2023 and beyond.


Take gentle care of yourself.


Sylvie



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