On how music reaches the soul where words fail.
They say boundaries are a sign we care about the other, because we chose to be tough instead of abandon the relationship. So what if someone doesn't respect them?
Like many others, I have been struggling with low self-esteem for most of my life. There is pressure to deny this part of ourselves on social media, but is total positivity even possible?
How can we stop the constant chatter of judgment, of self-doubt and worry, when we must take time off to rest?
It may not be entirely just my doing, but is it still wiser to own up and take responsibility? What is better for my future and for my mental health?
It's been a rough couple of weeks, and yet I'm working my hardest to be happy. How to focus on what we can control instead of what happens to us?
Pushing boundaries is scary, especially when being vulnerable. Can I sit in the discomfort and life my truth anyway?
I still mourn being sober even 18 months in. Refusing closure, what else am I refusing of letting go off?