When it comes to animals, there’s something about how most are treated that I can’t shake. I remember taking my son to the circus once. It was my very first time as well. There was an opportunity to let your kids take an elephant ride. Me, having never

This last week has been a bit of a roller coaster for me emotionally, because I took time off work and I’m preparing to go back. Work was the main reason I had to step away because of the stress, but the time to return has come, and things

Right now I’m stuck in a void between chapters, and I hate the void because I feel like I have zero control. I’m someone who survives by knowing what the next step is, and right now every pillar feels suspended — my finances, my job, my Patient Talk program,

Sometimes I wonder — is this me living in the past? Or am I just trying to figure shit out? Should I not be thinking about all the things I could be doing? Am I supposed to just sit here and wallow in everything that’s already happened? I don’t

People always say I’m brave for traveling solo. I understand why, but at the same time, I don’t. Am I supposed to wait for someone to come along? Or a partner I don’t have—and at this point, may never have? So what… my life is supposed

I went out solo tonight — a new thing I recently started doing after many many years of being on hiatus. Anyway, I ran into someone I rather fancied because I like his energy. And it made me think — what does it actually mean to live unapologetically me? You know what

I believe everyone has a purpose in life. And at some point, we all try to figure out what that purpose is. I know I’ve been struggling to find mine for a very long time. I was put here for a reason. But for the life of me, I

The Triggers There’s a part of me I don’t like reaching. And when I warn I’m about to lose my shit, I’m not saying it metaphorically — I mean it. Because I know what comes next. This blog/memoir is healing, yes. But it also comes with

It’s hard to decide what to put on here. Because honestly... some days, I wonder if sharing this is even worth it. I want to — and sometimes I’m scared to. But then I remember: Silence never saved me. It just slowly ate away at me from the inside.