Am I Good Enough?
I’m choosing to remind myself that I can use the pain to rise above. I can use the struggle to remind me of the work I AM putting in. I can focus on what I have to celebrate, even if it’s just getting out of bed.
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I’m choosing to remind myself that I can use the pain to rise above. I can use the struggle to remind me of the work I AM putting in. I can focus on what I have to celebrate, even if it’s just getting out of bed.
Often, we enter relationships with the belief that for things to work well, both parties need to meet halfway—each giving 50% to make the relationship whole. But is that really true?
Behavior is a language. Sometimes the way someone is behaving speaks far more than the words would.
We all love to give advice. But how often do we find ourself following our own advice? It’s time we start.
At our core there are three things we all want. We all want to feel seen, heard, and valued.
When we find ourselves frustrated by someone’s behavior, have we made our expectations clear for them? Or were our desires going unspoken?
Literacy changes lives, and it doesn’t just change the life of the person who’s given the gift of literacy. It changes everyone they come in contact with.
Everyone, without exception, has extraordinary qualities. If we fail to recognize these in someone, it’s not a reflection of their deficiency, but rather a missed opportunity on our part.
Being uncomfortable. We all hate it. But it’s so necessary for us to grow.
Life hits hard sometimes doesn’t it? It can be confusing, frustrating, and down right annoying. We so often talk about a new year as being something exciting and wonderful (and it is!) but what about those who are struggling already? What about those who lost someone this week? Who were let go of a job they…
2023 was the year I began to address years of suppressed trauma. It was the year I started to rediscover my voice. It was the year I began to truly understand my value.
I wish some of those people in my days before today, could see me now. I wish I could show them I’m not who I was.
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