WHM Blog

“Don’t do anything stupid.” My mantra for the day is on repeat in my head. Recognizing that I am stressed, sleep-deprived, in pain and emotional today.  I’m at my desk at work. My lips are chewed raw. Several angry scabs dot my forehead where I have nervously picked at acne spots this week. My left arm feels like it’s on fire. Undulating waves of pain eb and flow as I move my hand to type. My middle, ring and pinky fingers twitch and go numb off and on. There’s a white-hot golf ball shoved under my shoulder blade. Muscle spasms...

“No” is empowering. It is freeing. I have spent my whole life being sensitive and empathetic to a fault. I have served others and walked on egg shells and forced myself to fit inside the boxes of others expectations so that I did not inconvenience, offend or otherwise cause them to be uncomfortable. All of this with little to no concern for myself. Well, this past year has changed that in me. Everything I have been through seemed to culminate in me finally standing up for myself and saying NO. Enough was more than enough and I had allowed far...

My favorite take-away from everything I've dealt with in the past year: "Your words and thoughts become what you manifest. Replace 'I can't' statements with 'I will' and 'I can' and watch your life change.” Kind of similar to “you are what you eat”. You are what you think. It’s been kind of a crazy thing to me. I was starting to notice this huge positive shift in my life. When I needed something, it would almost just fall in my lap. I had a friend who verbalized it to me and I started thinking that maybe I wasn’t going...

This is a marathon. This is not a sprint. Some days this is my constant mantra. A reminder to have patience and not get frustrated. Like right now, I am 100% ready to go home from work and organize my basement. I want to go start seeds. I have so many projects at home calling my name.  Sure, I work at things a little at a time when I can in the evenings. But the few precious hours after work go by so fast. Make dinner, do dishes, help Sophie with homework and then, all of a sudden, it’s bedtime...

 Resurfacing from a toxic relationship is so many things. Exhausting, sure, but so exhilarating at the same time.  I didn’t realize how starved I was for friendship, for normal human interaction, for conversation and, most of all, for MYSELF. I missed myself. Oh how I have missed my freedom. Being able to be who I am and not have to cram myself into the parameters of someone else’s ridiculous expectations. Do not ever take for granted being able to indulge your desire to do your own thing, to have hobbies and dreams that are just for you. Ok, just to...