Stand true in these extraordinary times
My mother arranged my first photo session at age 14. Being a typical angsty teenager, she thought the attention would do me good. The experience stayed with me: not because I still have a copy of the black and white pictures, but because of how it felt to have...
The path to great relationships
I used to be a doormat. I made every relationship choice fueled by the core beliefs that I was: FlawedBrokenNot enough to be loved as is. That last one was a kicker. It meant that if my existence was not enough to satisfy another, then I needed to...
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