The beginning of the daily candor

It all started when…

I was given my first journal when I was 11 years old. I began journalling only my most painful experiences because it was my way of expressing and exploring my emotions.

In my early twenties, I developed major anxiety as well as depressive episodes that affected my mood, my studies, my relationships, and my health. It escalated to a point where I couldn’t study for more than 10 minutes at a time without an elevated heart-rate. I was not eating regularly at all as a student and became anemic as well as deficient in various nutrients.

Most of all, I couldn’t push my relationships past the surface. If I felt anyone get close to me and threaten me being vulnerable, I would have a panic attack on the spot.

I knew I could not live my life like this; this could hardly be called living. I was surviving. I visited a guidance counselor on my campus and she encouraged me to keep journalling. If I found myself in a public place, I was to write down what I was feeling and I would then re-visit that entry later at night in the comfort of my own privacy, so I could express my emotions, however painful they may be.

This process allowed me to comprehend how these experiences were affecting my body, and how they would show up physically as chest pains, headaches, and stomach irregularities.

Eventually, I decided to seek therapies outside of western medicine, since all the help my doctor could give me was a prescription for naproxen to subdue the chest pains.

I documented my journey as much as I could and last year I decided I was ready to share my learnings with the world; to anyone that needed guidance to help heal themselves.

I promised myself that whatever I put out there was not going to be edited, photo-shopped, or tailored to what may “sell” these days. I was going to share my raw and candid experiences because being real with myself was how I overcame my challenges in the first place. With that, The Daily Candor was born.