“Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who tells you differently is selling something.” -The Princess Bride In the midst of everything, hope for healing and reprieve feels toxic. It’s that place where you cannot unring the bell, un-say the things, or dial back the crazy. Just ride it out. But, even the idea of the light at…… Continue reading when hope feels toxic
“The fight is won or lost far away from witnesses – behind the lines, in the gym, and out there on the road, long before I dance under those lights.” – Muhammed Ali Dig deep. Breathe deep. Stand up. Foot forward. Smile. Ready, set: function. Even when you don’t want to. Even when your soul…… Continue reading float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
I’m wearing the sting and ache of rejection, the heaviness of which is laden deeply within my chest. I always hope for the best in people, always hope they will see and value the pieces of me that may be tarnished or slightly broken. If I were polished to a sheen, I might be pretty…… Continue reading surfacing from the deep
“For in grief nothing ‘stays put.’ One keeps on emerging from a phase, but it always recurs. Round and round. Everything repeats. Am I going in circles, or dare I hope I am on a spiral? But if a spiral, am I going up or down it? How often — will it be for always?…… Continue reading grief
One of my therapists told me once that when you have a traumatic experience, or a deeply sad experience, the emotions you experience at that time are like beads on a necklace that thread directly to all of the other times you had similar emotions. So, instead of just feeling what you feel from that…… Continue reading revolving doors
It really does feel like one minute your sleeping, angelic baby is in your arms, in peaceful repose and the next, a hardened, angry teenager is skulking in the shadows, desperately seeking a sense of self and autonomy. All that lies in the wake are flashes of footy pajamas, midnight snuggles and bad dreams, the…… Continue reading a girl does not know how to tell the truth
I think pain can make you bitter or it can make you compassionate to the suffering of others. I think heartbreak can either sever engaging in relationships, because it is too painful, or it can show you that empathy is a bridge – perhaps, to those you had not imagined.