The true colors of loved ones, friends, and strangers come to life when you’re experiencing a major life event, trauma or grief. That itself can add another layer of hurt and betrayal that then needs its own healing.
I don’t know why people choose to do this to those in pain. It’s likely their own stuff (ego, insecurities, entitlement) being deflected, but whatever it is, it’s not helpful to anyone. I am still recovering from
I still believe in love.
I always have. I had the word tattooed on my shoulder when I was 18.
Two of my favorite quotes include love.
Who else is drinking coffee at 5 pm to get those deadlines done? 🕵🏻♀️
“If you are not in the arena also getting your ass kicked, I’m not interested in your feedback.” @brenebrown
I’m making a list. ✌🏻
Several lists, in fact. One list of lies I’ve been telling myself for far too long. Another on habits I want to break/change. Next, ways to reduce my daily stress. Then my hard boundaries. And maybe more lists after that. I will carry these lists with as a reminder of what my moral code is.