I’m Not Over My Pregnancy Loss
I thought I was supposed to be better by now, but I’m not.
I thought I was supposed to be better by now, but I’m not.
Anxiety comes in many forms, sometimes even in the form of being ‘normal’.
How I deal with anger.
Not exactly by taking one step at a time, but more of a Forest Gump jog.
One overlooked important asset we should actually be prioritizing.
It’s a good reminder to perform a self-check occasionally to ensure we are not getting too full of ourselves.
I can see the beauty in others but am super critical of my own appearance.
My anxiety manifested into self-induced pain in these situations.
A little dose of love is good for the soul, and best taken nightly.
One of the few things that eases my thoughts on aging as the seasons pass us by.
Come on Becca, what was I thinking.