Self-Care

Anxiety is the Struggle

Anxiety in 40's

I struggle with anxiety. Massive anxiety, at times. I’ve worked very hard the past four years to learn healthy coping skills, how to pinpoint my triggers and the importance of listening to my body. It’s daily work, but work that has the best payoff – inner peace. Don’t get me wrong – this peace takes daily practice, habit, and routine. I’m not perfect at it in the least. I have days that I forget to prioritize it. Many days.

If you struggle with anxiety in any form, I understand you and know your fear. Very well. Please know that your love and light is stronger than your anxiety. The journey in finding the right path for YOUR peace is your own and I encourage you to start taking the steps (or crawls, if that is what it takes) towards this adventure for YOU.

Self-Care

I Believe Women

Four years ago, I came home from a whirlwind, life-changing trip to India. I witnessed families living in trash huts. Little clean water. No bathrooms. Girls were being raped when bathing in local water sources or using the bathroom. But there were no bathrooms. I was there on behalf of @thecocacolaco, who was implementing change in these areas, especially for young girls and women. For the purest of human rights. I didn’t come home the same person. I will never be the same person. I will never look at my privilege the same, and I especially will not support the mistreatment of women in my own country, which is unnecessarily behind on female protection. I hope that I can be a tiny part of teaching what that means without judgement or blame, while I also teach myself how to be treated. #my40life

Four years ago, I came home from a whirlwind, life-changing trip to India. I witnessed families living in trash huts. Little clean water. No bathrooms. Girls were being raped when bathing in local water sources or using the bathroom. But there were no bathrooms. I was there on behalf of @thecocacolaco, who was implementing change in these areas, especially for young girls and women. For the purest of human rights.

I didn’t come home the same person. I will never be the same person. I will never look at my privilege the same, and I especially will not support the mistreatment of women in my own country, which is unnecessarily behind on female protection.

I hope that I can be a tiny part of teaching what that means without judgment or blame, while I also teach myself how to be treated.

Beauty, Self-Care

My Favorite CBD Bath Bombs

If you’re following me on Instagram, you may have noticed me mentioning CBD bath bombs from Whipped Up Wonderful, so I thought I’d elaborate more about them in a blog post.

 

My best friend, Jess, introduced me to these Lush-like bath bombs that contain CBD, as a means to help with my anxiety and insomnia.

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Inspiration, Poetry

Tell Me.

Tell me I’m too weak. Tell me I’m too old. Tell me I’m too broken. Tell me I’m not pretty. Tell me I’m too sensitive. Tell me all of this and I will SHOW YOU how little you know.

Tell me I’m too weak. Tell me I’m too old. Tell me I’m too broken. Tell me I’m not pretty. Tell me I’m too sensitive. Tell me all of this and I will SHOW YOU how little you know.

Inspiration

BUTTERFLIES ARE HORRIFIC METAMORPHOSIS

“Butterflies are horrific creatures when you catch them mid-metamorphosis. If we focus on the gruesome stages of our growth we’ll never find our wings. I remind myself and others of the importance of persistence and the rewards of determination.”

-Chani Nicholas