Depression Is A Demon Stalker
Having depression is like having a demon stalker who hates you and constantly tells you mean and horrible things. The stalker thrives on you listening and absorbing his constant barade of insults. His assault...
Category: Self-Discovery
Wild Heart Stories (A Poem)
My heart is full of stories: let’s release them all, ignite and rewrite, set fire to the old, free the present, create a soul space, wild freedom lived, to unfold and be told.
The Paradox of Change (A Poem)
And I still keep on searching for happiness somewhere, anywhere, with anyone, by doing something or avoiding everything. I change who I am repeatedly until I no longer recognize myself.
The Night I Lost My Faith in Woman Power, and the Day I Gained it Back.
One woman’s shocking, tragic Me Too story, and her struggle, decades later, to integrate her experiences into a society where women believe in their own strength.
Being Laid Off Was the Best Thing That Ever Happened to Me
As Lauren was struggling to integrate motherhood into her chaotic lifestyle, she was laid off. At first, she saw it as the ultimate failure, but it turned out to be an incredible gift.
Journaling: How I Learn About Myself
“Journaling allows me to see myself in the process of becoming me. I remember who I was, recognize who I am, and realize who I can become.”
I’m Not Chasing Success Anymore
“The years of searching …have finally brought me back to myself… There is nowhere I need to be. There is no one I have to become.”
When You’re Feeling Inadequate (A Letter to Myself)
“So please, dear me, be patient. Be patient as I heal, and I learn to love, because no one ever showed me how. I’m learning. Slowly.”
How I Lost 92 Pounds and Kept It Off for 17 Years (It Wasn’t Dieting!)
After 30 years of dieting, Pat was still 100 pounds overweight and starting to lose hope. She had tried everything to lose weight …or so she thought.
Loneliness is a Bright Screen (A Poem)
“What am I looking for, bright screen?
Melt my time away.
Hours passed grazing everyone’s surface.
After looking at so many shells, I feel hollow.”
