The act of seeking help is difficult for very many people because they fear the stigma that inevitably emerges. When you tell people that you’re booked in to see a counsellor or standing in the self-help section of your local bookstore or at the library, it is bound to raise some eyebrows especially when others around you do not fully understand the reasons behind why you’re ‘seeking help’.
The first self-help book I ever purchased was when I was in Hong Kong on holiday whilst my then boyfriend was here in Sydney. We were already going through a pretty rough time before I left, and the distance really didn’t help at all. We ended up taking a break until I returned from Hong Kong, and the rest (including our relationship) became history. I remembered showing my sister the book I had bought from PageOne in Tsim Sha Tsui and her slightly taken aback reaction upon seeing title (Why Men Love Bitches by Sherry Argov). My point is, nobody will ever understand your physical, emotional and mental needs as well as you do so that’s why I chose to look past the reactions when people deduced that I was some troubled adolescent woman.
I dropped by Bondi Junction today, and went on a mini shopping spree (God help my bank account!) and went up to Dymocks to pick up a copy of Miranda Kerr’s newest book ‘Treasure Yourself’ and ended up walking out with her first one as well.
I’ve only just briefly skimmed through both, and I think most of the elements of this book are many that we overlook in our day-to-day lives. From the everyday struggles that women experience like body image issues, and the challenges of making something out of what you have.
I’m so excited to give these two a go because I truly believe that people can only peacefully coexist if we all took the time to understand ourselves a little bit better. Self-discovery was an integral part of 2013 for me, and I just want to continue to understand how my mind works until I get to that ‘aha!’ moment where everything starts falling into place.