Lashing Out at Myself

Lashing Out at Myself

    I was born with a certain level of anxiety in my blood—an electric edge that keeps me vigilant, wise, creative, and, arguably, a little humorous at times. As a child, I funneled much of my worst-case-scenario thinking into colorful stories that helped me face pain...
Hope When You Can’t Fix It

Hope When You Can’t Fix It

Some situations feel like a never-ending circle. I go around and around never getting anywhere. But still, I feel like there must be something I can do. So, I keep trying. And I keep getting nowhere. One situation has been going on for years. I’ve been praying. I’ve...

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