Don’t Shake The Bottle

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I've been quiet. I am still recovering from the virus which refuses to leave, so I've spent the entire start of this year rescheduling my life. Ultimately, certain things happened to remind me I will forever be a work in progress. I thought I had worked through a very specific set of issues, but so … Continue reading Don’t Shake The Bottle

In A Time Of Destruction…

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“In a time of destruction, create something.” ―Maxine Hong Kingston

Wondering When It Gets Better

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It's hard to believe tomorrow is February, but it's harder still to believe how sick I am. This virus is no joke. A few days and I'll feel better? Not so much. Third bottle of cough medicine. Insomnia and parasomnia. The overall feeling this will not go away because it was a misdiagnosis on top … Continue reading Wondering When It Gets Better

I Finally Figured Out…

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“I finally figured out that not every crisis can be managed. As much as we want to keep ourselves safe, we can't protect ourselves from everything. If we want to embrace life, we also have to embrace chaos.” ―Susan Elizabeth Phillips

From One Chapter To The Next

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I wanted to pause and take a moment to thank all of you for being here. We live in troubling times and our worlds are fast-paced and driven my headlines and social media. Taking a moment out of your busy day to read whatever it is I have written or shared means so much to … Continue reading From One Chapter To The Next

Don’t Come For What You Don’t Understand

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Authors Note: I don't want to write this. It's way too personal, and deeply private, but I feel it is my responsibility to punch this subject matter in the face. I have to speak up. I am omitting the names of the innocent. I am protecting the people I value most. But I'm also speaking … Continue reading Don’t Come For What You Don’t Understand

Breathe Through It

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I've always wondered what the hell is wrong with the majority of the people in this world. For some unknown reason, they believe caffeine, sunshine, fresh air, a glass of water, or a cup of tea will magically solve ALL of your problems. If only it were so simple! Have you ever felt better when … Continue reading Breathe Through It

Feelings Reveal Whether Life Is Worth Living

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https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/fulfilling-our-highest-possibility/202212/feelings-reveal-whether-life-is-worth-living

Eleven Days

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For some reason, the number of days hit me. December is never an easy month for me, but this year I've got more grief than usual weighing on my heart. It's unbelievably intense and heavy. I try to talk about it, and the pain seizes control of my vocal cords. It shuts me up and … Continue reading Eleven Days