UPDATE from week one. Well, shit. There were some amazing things, and some not so amazing things accomplished this week. I had really high and unrealistic expectations of myself, but that is pretty normal for me. This time I had a coach and a real solid plan that should technically work (and will work for … Continue reading So, that didn’t go as planned.
September has come and gone for me in what felt like an eternity in pain, anxiety and all of the emotional and hormonal waves that my body endures at this point. I am exhaused, I can see that I am not getting anywhere while I wait patiently. I do not like to complain, so even … Continue reading Ready or Not… Here I go!
A drop of reassurance. I have been healing myself for a year and a half now, with every resource at my disposal, putting in the hard work. I am in a safe healing space now. I didn’t feel safe for quite a long time. But I have found one, and I am in a space … Continue reading A Drop of Reassurance.
I want to take a moment right here, at the end of my hormonal cycle that has been the longest and most challenging one yet… and say that I am so grateful for everything that I have done for myself so far. As I prepare to share my adventure forward, and prepare to share the … Continue reading Pause for Gratitude.
I was always under the impression that Love needed to somehow be earned in the same way that someone earns your respect. There was some aspect of the notion of what humans call love that simply did not make sense to me for a long time… and what I realized is that what I had … Continue reading Unconditional Love
My first experience with what I know now as a panic attack was when I was overwhelmed emotionally when I received a phone call about my boyfriend being unfaithful. The second was the day that my brother died by suicide, this one was obviously more intense, and amplified even further by the fact that I … Continue reading Anxiety vs Me.
“Every thought we think is creating our future”. -Louise Hay This is absolutely ridiculous, what the hell is wrong with you. Get it together. There is nothing to cry about. Why are you shaking? Fuck. Wipe it all off and start again, and now because of this you are going to be late for work. … Continue reading My Mask, my veil of perfectionism.
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