Author: Lynn By Linh

  • I trust you, Son

    I trust you, Son

    There was a day – I picked him up from kindergarten, and the teacher told me that he had pushed a friend, causing a small bloody scar on his friend’s head. It wasn’t serious, but still.I didn’t scold him, but raised my eyebrows slightly and asked him softly why he did it. He kept silent,…

  • The Voice of Drawings

    The Voice of Drawings

    I remember the days when I used to dream of many different futures — and one of them was to become a fashion designer. I loved drawing. I loved working with my hands. DIY projects always lit me up, and I believed I was good at them. Back then, I didn’t realize how deeply art…

  • What’s My Purpose?

    What’s My Purpose?

    Today I had my third session with D., and I cried during it. I opened up to him about how I felt shame about myself, and how the conflict inside me is always there—the conflict between being the “perfect” mother and partner, versus being who I truly am and who I want to become. Still,…

  • Mưa Đỏ – When Peace Still Hurts

    Mưa Đỏ – When Peace Still Hurts

    Mưa Đỏ (‘Red’ Rain) – 2025 Mua do (2025) – IMDb When my friend invited me to watch Mưa Đỏ, she later shared that the story didn’t unfold in the way she expected—it didn’t flow as a single line, nor rise to one grand climax. But for me, walking into the cinema without expectation and…

  • RICH in Time

    RICH in Time

    Thanks to chance, I came across a post about The Quiet Rich. One part stood out to me: being RICH in Time. Who do we truly spend the most time with in life?The graphs I saw illustrate this clearly—and they remind us how important it is to notice who we give our time to. I’ve…

  • The “Pause” That Heals

    The “Pause” That Heals

    Most days, I feel positive and energetic. I’m grateful to carry that within me — maybe it’s in my genes, maybe it grew stronger as life stretched me. It doesn’t really matter where it came from; it’s simply a part of me. But even with a smile on my face, there are days, like yesterday,…

  • Manifest: The Inner Wall

    Manifest: The Inner Wall

    The another exercise asks me to pause and reflect: what truly stops me from experiencing the satisfaction, happiness, and joy I long for? Some of the barriers come from the outside. For years, I gave too much of myself to work, answering emails late at night and on weekends because I felt I had to.…