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12/08/2025

So many of the people I work with are the default helpers, the ones who hold everything together while quietly falling apart. And I’m often the first person to say, “Hey… I see how much you do. I see how invisible it can feel.”
 Because this is a familiar story for children of immigrants. We grew up reading every non-verbal cue like our lives depended on it… the irritated sighs, the light footsteps (good mood?) or the stomps (not good). We learned early that if everyone else was okay, then we were supposed to be okay too.
 ✨Hypervigilance disguised as responsibility. ✨Self-sacrifice disguised as strength.
You: “No one ever asks how I’m doing.” Also you: “It’s fine, I’ll just do it myself, easier for everyone.”

Healing? Healing looks like letting people experience the consequences of not planning ahead. Healing looks like loosening your grip on responsibility so others can pick up their share. Healing looks like remembering your needs matter even when no one asks. Healing looks like not being the emotional shock absorber for every room you walk into.
You deserve support too. You deserve to be checked on too. You deserve to be seen too.
                             

12/05/2025

Motherhood is wild. My go-to line with my kids? “Don’t waste my brain space on something you already know the answer to.”

Because listen… as we get older, our bandwidth is basically: ☑ keep the household running ☑ keep the children alive ☑ maybe remember to drink water ☑ try not to dissociate by 3pm
When you’re operating at bare minimum survival mode, every neuron counts. The mental real estate is premium… Beverly Hills pricing.

And this isn’t just a mom thing. Children of immigrants know this extra well — we grew up being the family’s chief problem-solver, strategic planner, and designated phone-call-to-Comcast maker. Our “conceptual and planning skills” have been used like unlimited data plans since childhood.

So if you’ve got adults in your life who want to use your brain as their personal Google Calendar… Who want you to plan, think ahead, organize, analyze… So they can just show up and execute — but don’t reciprocate? Baby, that might be a relationship to re-evaluate.

Protect your brain space. Protect your peace. Protect the last 3 functioning synapses you have left.

Your future self — and your inner child who never got a break — will thank you.

12/03/2025

Learning to stay in the good place a little bit longer.

As children of immigrants, many of us were raised by parents who didn’t have the luxury of slowing down. Rest wasn’t safety. Enjoyment wasn’t guaranteed. If things felt good, it usually meant the next challenge was right around the corner. So our nervous systems learned to scan for danger even in moments of peace.

In adulthood, that shows up as rushing to the next goal, feeling suspicious of ease, or not knowing how to let a good moment actually land in the body.
 Our Parts learned that staying in joy was risky.

In IFS terms, our Protectors are always on alert: the part that prepares for the worst, the part that can’t stop planning, the part that shuts down joy because it feels “too good to be true.”
They’re not trying to ruin things— they’re trying to keep us alive in the ways they learned how.

But healing means gently teaching these Parts that we’re safe now.
 That it’s okay to let good things last.
 That we don’t need to draft an emergency exit plan every time something feels peaceful.

It’s practicing staying in the moment instead of bracing for impact.
 Letting your body actually feel the softness instead of rushing past it.
 Letting joy linger. Letting pride linger. Letting enough linger.

This is what generational healing looks like: learning to let ourselves have the peace our parents never got to hold.
 Learning that joy isn’t a trap—it’s medicine.
This season, I’m choosing to stay. 
Stay with the good. Stay with the present. Stay with the parts of me that are learning it’s safe to receive.

                                             

12/01/2025

My “left-out” part stays dramatic. One missed invite and she’s like: “I guess we’re unlovable. Time to reinvent our entire personality.”
Meanwhile my adult Self is like: “Sweetie… it’s a brunch, not a betrayal.”

And because I grew up as a child of immigrants, that part learned early that feeling left out = work harder so no one forgets you.
 So my protector parts start auditioning: – Performer Mode: “Let’s achieve something today so we feel worthy again.” – People-Pleaser Mode: “Let me love everyone extra hard so I never feel this feeling again.” – Firefighter Mode: “Dopamine hit? I gotchu. Coffee? Scrolling? Cleaning the whole damn house? All three?”

Meanwhile the little part inside me is just sitting there, swinging her feet, whispering: “I just wanted to feel included.”

And honestly… she deserves to be heard.
This is the wild part about healing: Sometimes the thing that hurts the most isn’t the situation — it’s all the parts inside of us sprinting around trying to fix it instead of letting us feel it.

In IFS, we call this a burdened exile + very overworked protectors. In Filipino culture, we call this Tuesday.

But here’s the truth I’m learning: When that left-out part finally gets space to speak — without me overachieving, people-pleasing, or chasing a dopamine buffet — she softens.

She becomes less dramatic, less panicked, less “rewrite our whole identity because Karen didn’t invite us to mimosas.”

She just says, “That hurt… can you sit with me?” And that… I can do.

Healing isn’t becoming someone who never feels left out.
 It’s becoming someone who doesn’t abandon themselves when they do.

My posts are for educational and marketing purposes and not a replacement for therapy.

11/27/2025

This Thanksgiving, I’m feeling deeply grateful for the version of me who finally stopped being scared to be seen.
 As a child of immigrants and a person of color, invisibility was a double-edged sword — it kept me safe, but it also kept my gifts quiet. This year, I stopped whispering and showed up as my full, authentic self in every area of my life. Even knowing some people might misunderstand me, criticize me, or quietly exit stage left.

And honestly? Worth it.
 Because I learned I don’t have to perform for love. I don’t have to hustle for my worth. And when I stopped doing Olympic-level emotional labor to be liked, I had so much energy left to pour into my community, my family, and the work that matters.

I’m thankful for the opportunities this year gave me — to meet new people, trust more deeply, be vulnerable, and expand into the woman I’ve always been.

Growth is wild… and apparently also contagious because my nervous system is finally like, “Oh… we’re safe? Bet.”

Here’s to gratitude, healing, generational upgrades… and to showing up as ourselves, even when it’s scary. 🧡✨

Happy Thanksgiving, friends.

11/26/2025

🌀 Community care is cute—until everyone’s spiraling at the same time. 😬
Sometimes it’s not that your friends don’t care. It’s that they’re carrying just as much as you are.
 You vent, they vent, and suddenly you’re trauma-bonding instead of healing.
Community care is sacred — but it only works when we have the capacity to hold each other without losing ourselves in the process.

Therapy doesn’t replace community — it strengthens it.
 Because when you learn to self-regulate, set boundaries, and see your own patterns… you stop adding to the collective chaos and start modeling calm.
Healing in community starts with healing within. 🌿

11/19/2025

There’s no one way therapy looks in my office. Some days, it’s sitting on furniture and deep conversation.
 Other days, we’re following your eyes, talking to your parts, or meeting your inner child who still wants to be seen.

As a child of immigrants and a therapist who works with complex trauma, I know healing doesn’t happen in just one position or one approach. 
Sometimes we sit. Sometimes we breathe. Sometimes we cry and laugh in the same minute. And sometimes… we just let your nervous system lead the way.

Because therapy isn’t about performing “being okay” — it’s about creating safety in all the positions your body has learned to survive in.

🪞✨ Healing takes many forms. Sometimes it looks like sitting still. Sometimes it looks like remembering who you were before you learned to be so strong.

11/14/2025

There’s a big difference between letting go and locking away.

Letting go = processing, grieving, and allowing yourself to move forward. Locking away = pretending you’re over it while your body’s like “Surprise, we’re crying in traffic again.” 🚗💧

When we tell ourselves to “just move on,” but skip the part where we actually feel our emotions, we don’t release them — we store them.
 And those feelings eventually show up as irritability, overthinking, or exhaustion.

So next time you tell yourself to “let it go,” try: 🧘🏽‍♀️ Naming what you feel. 🫶🏽 Allowing yourself to grieve what didn’t go as planned. 🌿 Releasing the need to control the outcome.

Because real letting go isn’t cold detachment — it’s warm acceptance.

11/10/2025

IFS in action: everyone gets a say, but Self makes the final call. ✨ (note: I am not the eldest daughter but have seen many clients who are the first born/eldest child who take on this role often)

It’s wild how automatic some of our responses can be — especially when they’ve been shaped by years of being the dependable one, the helper, the “strong” person in the family.
 For many eldest daughters (and adult children of immigrants), saying no can feel like breaking an unspoken rule. The Manager parts learned early on that love and safety came from being reliable, responsible, and available.

And the Protector parts? They fear that setting boundaries might lead to rejection, conflict, or disconnection — things that once felt unsafe or unbearable. So even when our bodies are screaming “I’m tired,” those parts push through to keep us accepted.
That’s where Self steps in — the grounded, compassionate energy within us that can listen to all sides and still choose what’s right. Self doesn’t silence the parts; it leads with love and balance. 💛

So if you’re learning how to pause before saying yes… if you’re practicing rest, boundaries, or honesty — that’s IFS work in real time. You’re not being selfish. You’re learning how to lead your inner system with care. 🌿

11/05/2025

IFS = Inner Family Systems… or as I like to call it, Inner LinkedIn. We all have different “parts” with impressive résumés — the overfunctioner, the avoider, the one who still cries about 5th-grade rejection.
 Healing isn’t about firing them. It’s about letting your Self be the CEO again. 👑

10/31/2025

🎃 Halloween Mental Health Reminder (Monsters, Inc. Edition) 👾
In Monsters, Inc., everyone thought fear powered the world — until they discovered something stronger: laughter.

That’s mental health in a nutshell. For years, we were taught to power through with fear — fear of failing, disappointing others, not being enough.
 But healing asks us to switch power sources.
✨ From fear → to curiosity. ✨ From shame → to compassion. ✨ From hypervigilance → to rest. ✨ From survival → to joy.

It’s okay if your nervous system still believes the old system keeps you safe — just like the monsters did. They had to unlearn too.
So this Halloween, when you see monsters everywhere, remember: Sometimes the scariest thing isn’t the dark — it’s learning to believe that lightness, laughter, and rest are safe. 💛

10/29/2025

🧠 “Letting Go” — According to My Parts

You ever try to rest but it turns into a full-on internal family meeting? 😂

Here’s how it usually goes for me:

Manager: “We can’t rest until everything’s under control — inbox cleared, goals achieved, house spotless, inner child healed, and that one awkward text from 2017 resolved.”

Firefighter: scrolling TikTok at 1am “This is self-care. I’m regulating.”

Exile: quietly whispering, “I just wanted a hug 😭.”

By the time I realize it, I’m overstimulated, under-rested, and wondering why I’m anxious when all I wanted was peace.

This is what happens when our nervous system still thinks safety = productivity. When “doing nothing” feels unsafe. When rest triggers the same alarm bells as failure or rejection.

But here’s the truth: Every part has good intentions. Your Manager is trying to protect you from chaos. Your Firefighter just wants relief. Your Exile longs for love and comfort.
They’re all doing their best with the roles they learned early on.

So if you catch yourself spiraling at bedtime — overthinking, overanalyzing, or doomscrolling — pause. Check in with your parts. Ask: “Who’s up right now?” You might be surprised how quickly compassion softens the noise.
 Because healing doesn’t always look peaceful — sometimes it looks like chaos with a good heart.

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