knowing myself – Learning To Be Whole

January 8, 2016

The Dangers of Being

Once in a while I sit and reflect. Just be. In the silence, alone, waiting, and living inside my own head. It is a different feeling, this reflection, because usually I am always thinking, in the most deliberate of ways, but without conscious effort. My mind just doesn’t stop. I’m constantly assessing—for threats, I assume,

When The Pain is All That Is

When I was younger I used to write late at night often. I was a single mother, trying to raise a child and finish college and figure out life all at once. The late nights and the early mornings were the times I could write without taking time away from my little girl. Early mornings

Into the Wild

I have this problem lately. I mean, I always have one problem or another it seems, but this problem has become foremost in my mind. I don’t know who I am or who to be. That is exactly how I expressed it to my therapist yesterday. I don’t know who I am or who to