I’ve purposefully been quiet over here. I’ve purposefully played loud, jazzy, Christmas music on repeat as trumpets blare and my heart screams. For in the intersection of what should be joy and this anxious waiting for a King is a writhe of emotions that don’t let me settle… I’ve missed hopping on here to share...
In an effort to maintain transparency as an anxiety-stricken individual, there are two ways to write this post. PART ONE: I had an anxiety attack last night. It wasn’t a big one like in years past, but it wasn’t a teensy, tiny one that I could get through without bringing out the good old lorazepam...
Welcome Back! …I think. It means I must not have offended you when I spoke my mind concerning the oversupply of new years posts about change and refocus and new “things” and “stuff.” It means you’re back to see what a year all about “me” is really going to look like.. It means that HOPEFULLY I’m not...
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