Sometimes starting over looks nothing like the vision board. It doesn't always come with a new house, a perfect morning routine, matching luggage, a passport full of stamps, and somebody taking pictures while you sip something expensive on a balcony. Sometimes starting over looks like sitting at your kitchen table with a plate of food... Continue Reading →
Sometimes you are hurt so deeply that you no longer have the strength to explain what happened. You stop arguing. You stop asking questions. You stop trying to make people understand. Eventually, you become quiet. That silence does not mean you are unaffected. It does not mean you have forgiven everything or moved past the... Continue Reading →
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