20 years ago, at the impressionable age of 15, I put myself in a situation that I still regret to this day. I believe I was raped. Or believed. Or believe. I’m not sure anymore. Over the course of researching and writing my book, memories long forgotten have started to surface, including some about one… Continue reading Blackout.
It’s Thanksgiving weekend. There’s so much to be grateful for, especially in a month that has World Mental Health Day and Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness; two struggles I know intimately. Anxiety makes you question everything. This quote is a salve for the hard days If you’ve read my recent blogs, you’ll know that my… Continue reading My Gratitude for My Anxiety
A friend and I were texting the other day and she said, “I hope everything’s going well with you and the fam." I responded, “I’m literally drowning in children but I wouldn’t have it any other way!” I immediately noticed two things: I improperly used the word literally and I lied. Would I have it… Continue reading I Wouldn’t Have It Any Other Way. Or Would I?
I normally only write about the hardships in my life after I’ve learned the lesson or once I’ve healed from the experience enough to revisit it through words. I like telling the sad or hard stories but ending on the lesson, a written Modern Family episode, if you will. But today I’m writing from the… Continue reading You Can Go Now, Anxiety!
Have you ever been told something and although you knew it was true you couldn’t act on it or believe it? For instance, maybe your best friend told you that you deserved better than the guy you were with? Or maybe you were in an abusive relationship and everyone you loved was begging you to… Continue reading Words As Arrows: Hitting the Mark
Do you ever notice how certain language feels weak to say and/or hurts to hear? As women, this is especially true. We use words that keep us safe, censored and in the good books of all. Or, some of us are the opposite and to hide their heart, using hurtful language to maintain the walls… Continue reading Female Empowerment: What Not to Say
I mentioned in my last blog that I took a day for myself recently. I went for a reiki session, an Access Bars session and craniosacral therapy. I was hesitant to share what happened during these sessions but feel there’s a powerful message in this for everyone. After finishing up Access Bars which consisted of… Continue reading Finding the Message
I surrendered. I waved the white flag. My cup wasn’t just empty, it was shattered. All my self care tools in my arsenal were failing: the bubble baths, the yoga, the poolside visits with friends, nothing was helping me feel refreshed and content. There is at least one child who is always on me. I’m… Continue reading Waving the White Flag
*names have been changed. There’s a door opening in my world right now and I am petrified. I am scared of failing, of upsetting others, of realizing I’m not cut out for this new world I’m about to enter. I’m a cocktail of nervous excitement, petrified fear, buzzing electricity and wavering doubts. I am… Continue reading Sometimes Later Never Comes
Glennon Doyle’s latest memoir Untamed unraveled me: her thoughts could’ve been my thoughts, her words my words and I found myself highlighting the shit out of the book. As I assume it is with most people, reading is a stationary, introverted experience of watching a movie unfurl in my mind. It’s quiet, unexciting and most… Continue reading Just Start with G