I’m working on self-acceptance at the moment. The need to constantly change myself and not accept where I’m at in the process of self-improvement is holding me back. In order to heal from my trauma I have to be okay with where I am right now…. I am jealous sometimes, and that is okay. I […]
Moving home to my country of origin, Leaving friends, jobs and possibilities behind New and old friends, new jobs and new possibilities await us, So much to think about, my chest tightens with anxiety, Thinking constantly of all the “unknowns” So many goodbyes, so many changes, They say; “No reason to stay is a good […]
Wake up Go to work Work Get home Feel exhausted and wonder how I will summon the energy to cook dinner. Go to bed early because I’m exhausted. Get 11 hours sleep. Wake up, still exhausted. Repeat for several days. Has the dreaded burnout returned?
I finally feel like I’ve had a bit of a breakthrough. After the last few weeks of feeling low, in energy, in mood and in general well-being, I woke up this morning feeling different, with a crescendo of energy and zest for life. The motivation I’ve been lacking lately, had finally evaporated off (a little […]
Since being with my fiancè, I feel like I’ve achieved so much. His unwavering support and faith in anything I choose to do has been invaluable. I’m completely enamored with him. Our compatibility is incredible, we always manage to have similar shared goals to achieve, while maintaining our own separate interests and goals; it’s like […]
When I fist began this journey of healing from my trauma, I was 24 years old. I wound up in a therapist’s office explaining how both of my parents were alcoholics, I was a codependent to them, I had trauma from my childhood and I expected to be in therapy for three months while I […]
I remember being surrounded by people, but feeling totally alone. I had been sworn to secrecy my whole life by my parents, about their alcoholism. Even as a young adult that had left home, I was extremely frightened someone would find out. The problem is, I was solitary. Secrets make us sick. Secrets make us […]