A dear friend of mine recently suffered an unimaginable loss. As we were eating dinner together and catching up on each other’s lives, her eyes filled with tears and suddenly she was overcome with sadness. She expressed that she felt as though she hasn’t had time to grieve properly and she just couldn’t understand why
An elderly man just left my office. He was quite talkative, and honestly, I’m kind of surprised I didn’t find a way to politely wrap up the conversation like I sometimes do on a busy work day. But I could see that he just wanted someone to talk to and he was cheerful and pleasant, and
Being insecure means constantly explaining yourself. It’s the need for validation and reassurance. It’s wanting approval and justifying every move you make. It’s panic when you feel like you’ve let someone down or maybe you didn’t say the right thing. It’s desperately seeking acceptance. But mostly, it’s just exhausting. Being the people-pleaser that I am,
“I spent so many years walking on egg shells… never doing or saying the right thing. One day I decided I’d had enough and stomped all over them. Those broken egg shells cut me deeply as I walked away… but this… was the most beautiful pain I had ever felt.” – S.L. Heaton For far
How often do you look up certain people on Facebook or Instagram only to become annoyed, jealous or angry? We all do it. We torture ourselves. We cyber stalk people and then compare our lives to theirs. We compare our relationships, our goodness, our beauty and our happiness. Why? We start with low self-esteem, we
Saturday night, a “friend” of mine called me a “nice piece” repeatedly, followed by asking my boyfriend several times if he was going to “tap that”. A year ago, I would have awkwardly laughed about this while boiling on the inside. I would have nervously said “oh knock it off” with a fake smile on
You’re afraid and you know that making a change is going to hurt like hell, but you also know, without a doubt, that a change has to be made. There’s no turning back. So often we tell ourselves that things will get better; the other person will change. Sometimes we even convince ourselves that we’re overreacting.
There were times when I have forgiven someone without getting an apology. I chose to forgive so I could move on with my life and not be burdened with resentment. More often than not, I can walk away from the person who wronged me and know that I’m better off without them in my life.
I have been in therapy since I was 24. When my dad died, I couldn’t get a hold of myself. Everything about me was just…dark. I would come home every day and try so hard to be the best mom I could be to my little boy, but I would always end up retreating into
I have always been a people-pleaser. I go with the flow and I don’t make waves. I have been breaking my own heart to keep everyone else happy. But since turning 40, like literally, the day I turned 40, I started to feel this shift and I just knew it was going to be a