My Trauma is My Gift
In sharing the ugliest parts of my experience, I exercise my gift to make others feel seen. For those who have not found the words or the safe places to share…
To Repair or Repaint
My life is filled with terrible choices, ugly truths, and failed relationships. Those things do not define me and cannot be used to shame or diminish me. Only through my courage to…
Look For The Helpers
Who do you crave when you are in pain? Who unfailingly welcomes and solicits your unedited truth? Is it the perpetually smiling person dedicated to the optic and insisting that nothing…
What is Wrong?
Deny, defend, deflect, dilute. I think it is natural to do these things when we are young and full of not knowing how to act right, particularly when we are…