Tag: Vulnerability
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The Depths of Feeling
A Poetic Reflection: The Depths of Feeling In my recent blog post, “Learning to Sit with Sadness,” I explored the profound truth that embracing our difficult emotions, rather than running from them, can lead to unexpected strength and tenderness. Sadness, often painted as a cold, isolating hue, holds far more complexity than we give it…
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Learning to Sit with Sadness: The Tender Path to Strength
Sadness. It’s a word we often shy away from, a feeling we’re conditioned to push down, rationalize away, or simply “fix.” In our fast-paced, relentlessly positive world, sadness is often seen as a fault, a sign of weakness, a problem that needs to be rushed through or, even worse, hacked away with quick fixes and…
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A Poetic Echo: The Turning Point
In my blog post, I spoke about therapy as medicine, a necessary act of self-preservation when my own mind became an unsafe place. That journey, like many, began with a single, profound moment—the moment I finally allowed myself to utter the words I had long resisted. This poem, “The Day I Said I Need Help,”…
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Glitter on the bandage
A Poetic Reflection: Glitter on a Bandage In the spirit of embracing the raw truth of healing, I wanted to share a poem that delves into this very contrast. We often see the polished version of recovery, but true healing is rarely neat. This poem, “Glitter on a Bandage,” explores the space between the beautiful…
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Tired Doesnt Cover
In our recent exploration of emotional exhaustion, we’ve touched upon the many ways this profound weariness manifests. We’ve discussed the physical symptoms, the mental fog, the irritability that creeps in. But sometimes, words like “tired” or even “exhausted” simply don’t seem to fully grasp the deep, pervasive drain on our spirit. They fall short of…
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The Cost of Silence: When Holding Back Hurts More Than Speaking Up
On “Me, Myself, and Therapy,” we often talk about finding our voice, about expression, and about the liberating power of communication. Yet, there’s a quieter, often more insidious force at play in our lives: silence. Not the peaceful, contemplative silence of meditation, but the kind that arises from fear, shame, or a misplaced desire to…
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I Bit My Toungue Too Long
We often hear the advice to “pick your battles” or to “think before you speak.” While valuable, this wisdom can sometimes morph into a habit of perpetual silence, especially when facing discomfort, disagreement, or injustice. We swallow our words, stifle our feelings, and bite our tongues until the unspoken truth becomes a bitter taste, and…
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Spiral Steps
Sometimes, in our journey of healing and growth, we might look back and feel a pang of frustration. It can seem like we’re revisiting the same old challenges, wrestling with similar emotions, or facing familiar patterns. We yearn for a clear, upward trajectory, a definitive “over it” moment. But what if these returns aren’t regressions?…
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