I Swear… It’s Not Depression
Man, September was emotionally draining. September has been difficult for me for years. At best, I get stuck in my head. At worst, I stay… Read More »I Swear… It’s Not Depression
Man, September was emotionally draining. September has been difficult for me for years. At best, I get stuck in my head. At worst, I stay… Read More »I Swear… It’s Not Depression
Forgiving oneself is a crucial part of healing. Yet, there is a part of me, the most critical, perfectionistic part, that believes that forgiving myself is letting myself off the hook or allowing myself to forget some lesson I am supposed to remember.
“What if it doesn’t work out?” is getting on my nerves, along with its twin, “Will it work out?” and its cousin, “I’m hoping it works out.” I am tired of the whole damn family! More importantly, I am tired of using them.
I believe there is power in letter writing, and I’ve done it my entire life. I’ve written letters to folks who have wronged me, explaining… Read More »Healing Never Ends
Since I decided to fix my life, I’ve moved through many stages and cycles. I did a ton of inner work and worked on some relationships. I figured out my dreams and priorities, but I forgot about joy.
I love mugs! I love using them; I’d rather use a mug than a glass. I love shopping for them. And I love designing them!… Read More »I Did a Thing!