There is a story I tell myself. It goes something like this. Friends will disappoint you, leave you, hurt you . . . it always happens. And sure, if I focus on this story or believe this story then it continues to manifest over and over again. Or does it? At times I have felt …
In a time filled with division, fear and illness, let's focus our New Year on what we wish to see in the world as opposed to focusing on what we don't want. It is easy to get into a head space listing ones grievances, what is wrong with the world and in our lives. It …
For some reason, whether I've read it somewhere or watched it on a show, I've noticed a trend. The parent says something to the effect of now that they are 18, their child is an adult and free to make their own decisions. While it is true that this is the time in their lives …
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Wherever I look, I see memes, articles or quotes telling us not to let THEM get to us. Most of the time, it is disguised as a motivational message. But in many instances, there is a sense that you need to rise above THEM, whatever THEM is being referenced. Don't let THEM get to you. …
The first time I experienced the mirror factor, was over 25 years ago. In doing an activity on forgiveness and what I was hurt by, and writing it all out, I realized that I had done something similar to others. I was blown away. I realized that in seeing myself in others, in some way, I …
Relationships and friendships have mostly been a disaster. As a young girl, I preferred a close friend over many. However, jealousy, feelings of disappointment, sensitivity, feelings of unworth and not a part of, however, went hand in hand. Whether friend or lover, the push, pull sense of wanting what I could not have and not …
My boy is all grown up. When did this happen? I blinked and it was so. As I ponder back through memory fields during the time I went to college, as he is now doing, I sit with the intense feelings. What if . . . I say to myself. …
She was lost, I remind myself. I watched her decline over the year and every time I thought this might be it, after a bad week, she bounced back and appeared to be herself. Kind of. She still walked into walls, got stuck in odd places, didn't know if I was home or not, twitched, …
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