Anxiety Is Part of My Story
That tiny pill…I take it. I wish I didn’t, but I do. I’ve tried more than once to stop. I’ve…
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That tiny pill…I take it. I wish I didn’t, but I do. I’ve tried more than once to stop. I’ve…
Continue ReadingI wish I were a fly on a wall in other people’s houses so I could observe what happens when…
Continue ReadingFor years, I mistook endurance for strength. I wore survival like a crown, holding myself upright through heartbreaks, disappointments, and betrayals.…
Continue ReadingI don't know who needs to hear this today, but I want to say it loud and proud for all…
Continue ReadingThis body created life. Housed it, nurtured it into being. It nourished those lives and brought comfort when the world…
Continue ReadingI have never suffered so much grief as I did through my battle with cancer. But grief wasn’t there to…
Continue ReadingHoney, you must love yourself. This is for you—the one who is picking herself apart. The jiggle in your belly,…
Continue ReadingHe had on his Sunday best. He appeared to be in his late 70s or early 80s with soft gray…
Continue ReadingTrigger warning: This post discusses suicidal ideation The first time, I was 26 years old. The thoughts began as a…
Continue ReadingHere’s to the Saturday mornings—the part of the week that kind of marks the seasons of our lives. I’ve had…
Continue ReadingFriendly advice: Don’t fail to realize how much you love something until it’s gone. This goes for so many things…
Continue ReadingFive years ago, the broken woman I was could never even fathom in her wildest dreams putting the words that…
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