Do you need some courage to heal the shame and stop negative thoughts and isolation, Beloved?
Come along with me. I’ll share what I’ve learned with you through healing in community. xoxo
Some days it’s hard to put on a pretty face.
Tears welling up in my eyes make the mascara goopy instead of crisp and thick, sloppy smears pool at the corners as I attempt to apply it. “Gotta pull it together, pretty girl,” my voice speaks to the reflection in the mirror. “You have to take your daughter to the doctor and help your husband host a lunch meeting.”
Why can’t I summon the will to live right now? Sometimes there are days when all I can say is “I’m sorry.”
Have you ever worked hard for years on something and had it stolen or senselessly destroyed overnight? Ever felt bile in your throat from a personal injustice or tears stinging your eyes when you realize something you loved unexpectedly vanished for good? Read on, Beloved. This is a story of rising up from ashes after …