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Hello all! I’ve been absent from the blog recently because I’ve started blogging for Psych Central! I’m super excited about writing for them, but that does mean that they get my blogs first, and they are published here two weeks later. The first will come out Monday or Tuesday of next week, but if you’d like to read them now,…
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Sometimes the best choice is not to go home for the holidays.
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Growing up an empath comes with it’s own set of very specific Things that Happen to You that don’t seem to happen to other people. A non-exhaustive list includes: Crying at the sight of other people crying, even when you don’t know what they are upset about. Feeling the tension of someone across the room and actually becoming anxious on…
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I am 38 years old, and some of those years have not belonged to me. When I think about how I want to do Life, it’s often through a shiny lens (I’ve always had a little bit of whimsy in my perspective), but that’s not always been my lived experience. Like everybody else in the world, I’ve acquiesced on countless…
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Care-taking often flies under the radar because it’s a thing that Good people do. It’s also a brilliant helper in that it allows us to keep a healthy distance from our own emotional experiences by remaining focused on the wants and needs of others. As long as someone needs something from us, we can keep our eyes on their inner…
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Over the years I’ve identified a strong correlation between Doing too much and an increased experience of stress and tension (revelatory – I know). I can now immediately identify the beginnings of physical symptoms that tell me I’m running around too much and not checking in with myself enough- mostly skin and digestive issues. My emotional and physical red flags…
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Today’s pervasive diet culture uses a lot of moralistic language when describing food – everything from desserts to butter to carbs might fall under the “Bad” category, while the ever-pompous kale holds the trophy for “Good”-est food. This kind of language gets generalized to the people doing the eating, creating categories couched in Shame – this is where we end…