self-care
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The disappointment is real. I already messed up my New Year’s Resolution to write a blog post every week. I missed last week. When you fall off track, you hop back on and pick up where you left off. However, I will say I missed last week for good reason. I fell into a deep
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I’ve been feeling this picture on a spiritual level. This pandemic has definitely taken its toll on my colleagues and myself. Whereas most industries suffered, business in the mental health community has been booming. At my agency alone, we have seen a 50% increase in our caseload from 400 clients to over 650. That kind
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Not gonna lie. I’m having major writer’s block this week and feeling uninspired to write. Nothing significant or eye-opening really took place. It was not a bad week. It was not a fantastic week. It just came and went. You know what though? Sometimes we need that. With how crazy the world is right now,
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All I can say is fuck burnout. It slammed into me like a linebacker. After months of dragging my carcass along, I could not take it anymore. I felt myself slipping deeper and deeper into a spiral of self-doubt and guilt – the first sign that I am burning the candle at both ends. I
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2020 has been one helluva year for all of us. It has been a year of trials and tribulations. One obstacle after another testing our very patience. With that being said, with so much going on around us in this crazy ass world, one could find it easy to lose track of themselves amongst the
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I have always been a huge proponent of gratitude. This core value of mine only amplified more after I tragically lost my childhood home in a fire over ten years ago. This year, another tragedy struck close to home that provided a grim reminder of thankfulness. I lost my father this past Halloween after his
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It’s been two weeks, and I still cannot believe that it happened. Something felt off when I tried calling you for two days straight with no answer. In a last ditch effort to reach you, I called your wife after one of my sessions. What I did not expect to hear was a frantic cry
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Yesterday I had some down time from the craziness we call life. I decided to head to one of my favorite local parks. I pull in. I pop open my trunk and grab my fishing rods and tackle box. The park has this beautiful pond right in the middle with a quarter-mile walking track around
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Sometimes the toughest part of any relationship is learning where to draw the line. The more concrete boundaries, like space, time, and money, can be more easily defined. Whereas, others, like emotions, cause more trouble than what they are worth. I got into this exact conversation with my therapist regarding my parents. For the longest
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I simply felt unnerved. I was just on edge. My sleep schedule turned erratic either staring at the ceiling unable to fall asleep or waking up at odd hours in the early morning. When talking to friends, the conversation lacked depth. My outward emotion was incongruent with my inner turmoil. My feeling felt detached from
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