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I can't tell you how many seasons over the last decade where I've had to pick up the many pieces of my life. I've physically retransplanted myself numerous times. I've lost the balance with my mental, spiritual, and physical health. My finances have seen the red on...
In the heart of Rome, Italy was the very first time I exposed myself to my partner in the most vulnerable way possible. I allowed him to enter inside of my depression-filled brain.
Changing your life isn’t always about what you what the change to be. It’s listening within the silence to understand what you need the change to be.
Traveling opened up the window for my vulnerabilities to jump out of. It forced me to confront issues like an oncoming truck. If I didn’t move myself from the middle of the road, I would collide with the semi and that’d be the end of me.
“The ego is telling you things you need to do to be better, to improve yourself. When in reality, it’s about what you need to let go of. You are not your ego.”
My hands are shaking as I write this. My armpits are sweating and I can feel my heart beating a little bit harder than it was before my fingers hit the keyboard. In Body I Trust, my first novel, is now available for you to order!
Sundays are usually the days since I’ve moved to Tampa to go over to my mom’s house and give her a day of emotional rest. See, my amazing, incredible, strong, powerful, faithful mother is also a wife to a man who was diagnosed with dementia a few years ago.
If there was ever a time to join the party, it’s now. There are only 2 weeks left until the release of In Body I Trust and with so much going on, it’s about time that I give you the low down.
This month is something special to me. Not only is it Mental Health Awareness Month, but the theme this year is “You’re Not Alone” and MY GOSH if that hasn’t been the absolute message I’ve been trying to share with so many people since I first shared my recovery story.
Wowza… I’m 31. Would you look at that? I look at myself in the mirror and see wrinkles outlining the corners of my eyes and the curvature of my cheeks. I see gray hairs sprouting through my roots and my skin becomes more like my mother’s with every passing day.
“With everything going on right now,” I watched my new friend lean closer towards the phone so they could truly articulate with their body the severity of what they were feeling, “I just want to know when I’m finally going to touch the ground.”
I’m going to be incredibly vulnerable with you…The last two months have been incredibly difficult. Scratch that. 2021 was deemed as the year of saving grace. The one where we could wash away the sins and chaos of 2020 and start fresh. But let’s face it, that’s not real life.