self-care
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This is sort of, kind of a follow-up to a post a few weeks back about feeling proud of myself for accomplishing what I have in life. I set out several goals for myself over ten years ago, and reading over a college essay where I outlined those goals made me realize that they became
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My self-care journey started over five years ago at this point. I literally began from scratch and learned how to incorporate self-care basics into my daily routine. My self-care developed into deeper insight, a spiritual connection, and learning about my inner turmoil and its effects. Boy, oh, boy, and has it been a journey. However,
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During the week leading up to Christmas, I seriously wish I had a dollar for every time someone said the following to me because I would have been able to pay off my student loans. “How are you able to stay so positive/happy/jolly with all of this going on?” You have to understand the amount
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This past semester I was blessed with the opportunity to teach a college course called “Psychology as a Profession and Practice.” (I know. They trust me with teaching the next generation of bright minds. Shocker, right?) I essentially teach psychology majors about specific careers in the field and how to obtain those positions. Last week,
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For those of you who don’t know, it is national novel writing month a.k.a. NaNoWriMo. Now, I do not plan on writing a novel per se, but I have always wanted to try writing every day during the month of NaNoWriMo as an exercise. I honestly didn’t even realize that it started yesterday until after
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I’ll be honest. I really don’t want to write this, but I know it will help me once I do. The one year anniversary of my dad’s passing quickly approaches. Of all days too, he passed away on Halloween last year. It crept up in my mind going back to August. Halloween decorations slowly pushed
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Growing up, I was obsessed with cartoons. I watched Rugrats and Spongebob before jumping on the schoolbus. I got home from school around 3 o’clock every day, which was just in time to plop down in my favorite chair to catch the latest episode of Pokemon. At night, it was whatever I could catch on
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That’s it. I am putting my foot down. This year I am fucking doing it once and for all. I signed up for the Out of the Darkness Walk. After watching the date pass by every June for the last five years, I finally made the commitment. For those of you who are not familiar
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I have no idea why, but I got to thinking about my dating life this morning. I am going to sound cocky when I say this, but getting dates has not been the problem. I possess a charismatic personality that pulls people in. The issue comes with keeping them around. It has been five years
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I sat there one-on-one with a client in what was supposed to be a group session. However, it was… I sat directly across from a brand new client on a comfy swivel couch. Working only one night a week at this substance use program put me at a grave disadvantage in meeting clients. I never
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