I nearly saw discouragement sulk away with the swells of comparison and perfectionism behind it. At that moment, I thought, “No, not my daughter. You, my lifetime archenemy, are not sinking your claws into my bright, beaming, courageous, and generous Fiona.”
No one – no individual, business, organization, or government – should have a cost of human life budget. There should be no acceptable number of people who must suffer and die before we start to care about each other. And yet there is a budget – a rather generous one.
Food-starved and love-starved travel the same road: desperation. Both will settle for scraps.
How long will you wait for the universe to align in your favor before accepting the truth that you are are worthy of happiness? Worthy of having a voice, making a difference, and pursuing your dreams?
Destructive coping mechanisms are like resilient pests that keep coming back. Sometimes they are so sneaky you don’t know they are there until you turn around and see the years of damage. Overcompensating Just as your body compensates for injury to avoid pain, so do your mind and heart. If you sprain your left ankle,Continue reading “The Pain of Overcompensation”
Most of us want a reason. We want to know why someone treated us like something less than human with their beatings, their calloused cruelty, their systemic stripping of our ability to trust. Tragically, too many of us blame ourselves. We try to reconcile our living nightmares by transferring responsibility onto our shoulders, “I needContinue reading “No Excuse Exists for Abuse”