I have the habit of comparing myself to other people. All. The. Time. Five years ago, I set out on getting my Master's in Psychology. I finished my program, got my license to be an intern therapist. I was working... Continue Reading →
You rebuild. Because you are a Warrior. You are a mother fucking tigress Warrior Princess Zebracorn. You have 9 lives and you always land on your feet. Pick yourself up off the ground and be the Warrior you know you... Continue Reading →
Hope. When I have nothing left in me, when I have no more spoons and no more energy and no more tears to cry, I have hope.
I wish I was poet… but I’m not. So I’m going to let ChronicallyKaty say what I can’t put into words.
Here’s to the people who suffer daily,
The ones whose pain is never failing.
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