I am who I am because of my cracks, and yet I am moving on from a simple “well, I learned” response to my past.
Let yourself be loved, dear ones; real friendships don’t have a scale. Here are some tips about letting go of that fear.
What I’ve hoped for and will continue to hope for this year are gifts to myself that are more far important than things.
It’s Mental Health Month. Let’s talk about something real.
The past teaches us important lessons about where we do and do not want to go, but we also need to let go.
It’s been more than 4 years since I started this journey. Here’s why I started it in the first place.
I believe in not just giving things up, but replacing them as you go along. I’ve discerned more about what does and does not work for me.