therapy
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Welp. I forgot to write three posts last month, so now I have to do four this month. If I end this post here, does it count? I kid. I am actually following up on my last post about slowing down and taking a moment when needed. To say the least, I could’ve done better
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Two weeks ago, I examined my financial situation. For some reason, it kept feeling tighter and tighter. I found a few spots where I can cut back. I also noticed that my numbers were steadily going up, but it wasn’t quite enough yet. With that being said, I needed to make a move. Now, I
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Everyone around me has been getting sick and not with the same ailments. It started with a few clients complaining about a stomach bug that hit them hard. Throwing up, sharp stomach pain, and fatigue that lasted for 3-5 days. Ew. Friends of mine getting hit with an upper respiratory virus that lingered for weeks.
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My annual tradition is back! I lost track as to how long I have been doing this. It has to be at least six or seven years at this point. I always look forward to this post though. Like I always say when introducing this topic, New Year’s offers the perfect opportunity for reflection and
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Lately, I’ve been tapping into a saying my dad drilled through my thick skull. “Hope for the best. Prepare for the worst.” I feel like a broken record this holiday season. This statement flew out of my mouth at least a couple dozen times in the aforementioned time frame. My dad and whoever coined the
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Definitely one of the less talked about parts of our well-being. We always talk about taking care of our bodies. Keeping our emotions in line. Using coping skills. How often do you nurture your intellect? Of course, I too enjoy the days where I can kick back on the couch like a lifeless zombie. Yet,
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This time of year brings up A LOT of feelings for people. Situations we avoided for the first eleven months of the year thrust themselves to the forefront. Every relative you don’t want to see you now feel obligated to visit. Those losses you experienced (usually a passing or separation) rear their ugly heads with
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I definitely lucked out when it came to the two stepchildren I inherited. They are both fantastic kids my seventeen-year-old stepdaughter and seven-year-old stepson. However, them occasionally challenging me comes with the territory of being their fatherly figure. The little guy definitely likes to push my buttons from time to time. One he unintentionally presses
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….And for good reason! The entire week leading up to my Wednesday afternoon appointment felt like one big blur. An underlying feeling of insecurity plagued my soul, and it sparked serious internal anxiety. I found myself second guessing every decision. I didn’t feel confident in any context. Some context for you. During my therapy session
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It hurts. My body hurts. My head pounds. My neck, shoulders, calves, and hips feel heavy. Yet somehow, I press on. Through the pain, agony, and misery, I find the motivation to do what I must. As much as I probably need a break, I can’t always let my illness beat me down. Over the
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