self care
Goodbye 2025
2025 has been the most physically challenging year of my life. It began in February…
2025 has been the most physically challenging year of my life. It began in February…
I lost respect for a lot of people this year. Not in a loud or dramatic way. Not wi…
I won’t force anyone to make time for me. This is a boundary I learned through expe…
The older I get, the more I realize that “letting go” isn’t some dramatic, candlelit ri…
Last Friday in therapy, we talked about connections in life, the kind you lose, the k…
I used to believe rest was something I had to earn. After the deadlines. After the wor…
Today in therapy, I was asked to describe myself in one word. I said, “fragile.” The…
Yolanda. COVID. The earthquake. And now, Typhoon Tino. How many more times do we have t…
this has been a recurring topic in therapy—one that keeps circling back no matter how…
For years, I’ve carried a version of your story that never belonged to me. I let you pa…
Let’s talk about something people love to downplay — titles. You’ve probably heard it…
In times of hardship, it’s the heart of the community that shines the brightest — and…
Yolanda, COVID, and now this earthquake have made me realize how fragile and fleeting l…
Last night felt like the longest night of my life. I was at home, quietly watching Enc…
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